Category : Diary/Journal

Sub Category : N/A

When I wanna speak. 

But I can't.  Because if I did..  The word's. 

They might make a risk. 💙

So I remain silent. 😶 

And those word's I wanna smear. 

I wanna be common to. 

But my word's are to risky. 

She can't handle them. 

One word away from silent and phone call. 

And when I am so tired of being so silent all I can do I haunt her im her dream's. 

I try so hard to be patient and be nice. 

I always get  In a fight. 

If I stab stab stab her I won't be free. 

So I try to remain calm. 

So I bite my  lips.  Try not to hiss.  Those word's wanna 
Slip 

Moon wanna fight.  Moon no.  Mooon don't do it. 

Stop... 

Moon No... 

Cries. 

Slap the pillow. 

Moon wanna beat the bitch up but no she sits and waits for her to show up. 

So she can probably stab stab  her.  The bitch. 

But nope.  I gotta crinch my face up. 

Bitch pointing in faces,  being controlling,  and I just got to pinch my face up and remain calm 

Squinches face 😣

Don't do ittttt  moon 

😣😣😣😣😣😣😣😣

I gotta stab..  So I'm stab the bed. 

Stabs bed  💙💙💙

Squinches  face 😣

I wanna fighttttt 😣😣😣😣

It not fair 😣😣😣😭

-moon