I don’t know where I was going this.

Can I ask you a question if that’s okay.
Trying to figure out what I can say.
I do have trouble conversing with those who like to converse.
I love anxiety, jeez it’s the worse .
I like to be apart of something, rather than nothing because just the idea is comforting.
Don’t we all ?
Wouldn’t it be better to rise than fall.
But it all starts with a question
A question of good intentions
Scared of said reactions.

can’t do this half-hearted, sorry I’m not fraction.
It’s either zero or a hundred, no in between
So Simple and clean
No no not like the amazing song
No wait that is what’s wrong .
What the hell was I writing today
Trying to figure what to say .
I guess I’ll figure it out
It’s hard to write when your brain is full of doubts.