Constantly Walking On Eggshells
I can't find anything to say
I know what I mean
And I know how I feel
So why can't I
Construct an argument
Tear down a counterpoint
And fully articulate
Why I'm right
I have all the ideas
And all my points planned out
But that nagging voice in the back of my head
Wants opinions shut down
It won't let me talk
Out of fear
It hates ideas
And insecurity
Why should I care
But still
The voice inside my head
Tells me to get upset
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