Into The Ethernet
When I don't want to
let people in
but need to let something out
I make art
I speek in generalities
nuances
assumptions
deductions
amazements
and I do so to ease myself
and to know that somebody might take meaning out of what I write...
I might die if I don't
then again maybe
I won't
but maybe fear is the one controlling
to keep me hiding
behind my words
and behind an
unknown
and undisclosed
feeling I have.
Still trying to hide it. Still subconsciously trying to be discreet about what feelings are inside of me. Some of you will see right through me, and others won't. But all I know is that confiding into the internet, where people are willing to listen or criticize, puts a bit of ease into me.
Thank you for existing, internet.