I choose to speak what I hear and see. It comes so abrupt but so naturally. In those moments it’s between you and me. I hear it so clear but I dismiss it like a school day ending. I allow my time to be filled minute by minute. I replace it with self doubt or criticism from others. A black hole of never ending stories. I plead, I beg, and I cry. I promise I won’t do it again. Again happens again. The process starts from the top. I choose to speak what I see and hear. It comes so abrupt but so naturally. Wait wait wait. How does that saying go? I know you hear me but are you listening though.