How to.

Who's perceptive do you trust to tell the story?
I've always told them from mine.
This time, for some reason it just doesn't feel right. But I think I will anyway.

What if told you, I always told you, what i think and not what I know.
what if i told you, I only ever cared how everything rhymed to flow.

All these feelings every thought I ever had went on paper good or bad.

Using language less than grammatically correct  to convey the only way I know how to protect, my feelings.
Dealing with this demon called emotion.

Growing up every day being told to forget and push down, sadness, love, joy, and anger.

Every day being told to be quiet so others could think about how they can ignore their own sadness, love joy and anger.

I like to write poems that make you feel the way I do.
However, I've lost the way to convey the emotion now that I understand how to wait and feel.

Not everything has to rhyme or be apart of its on unique system. This system is what has me stuck, its what has me glued to my past.  Believe I use to be this, while ignoring what I am now. knowing what I felt then is different but wondering why I can't feel what know now. what I meant was, why can't I convey how I feel even though I have a better understanding.
  Of how to just let go.

I could talk about the way I grew up, but it's so far away.
I could talk about the way I use to think but I don't remember anymore.
What I don't remember is I can't remember if I've forced myself to forget or if I've actually forgotten.
Ive talked about being lost in my own head.
Not knowing. I talk about not knowing a lot.
However.