thinking about writing, knowing that I should.
knowing that it would help, thinking it could be good.
I stop myself.
I'm afraid to write. I'm afraid to fail. I'm afraid to be honest.
it's hard to be honest. it's easy to fail.
it's hard to write and not be honest. it's easy to be honest and not to write.
but if I'm only honest with myself what good can it do?
I honestly don't want to be honest because I like to be cool.
but playing it cool only makes me a fool.
so honestly,
I am selfish.
I want to keep my thoughts to myself because I would rather be right in my own mind than to be told that I'm wrong by someone I want to like me.
I know that I'm wrong for this. I don't want you to tell me.
but that's not community.
community means more than just me.
community is two or more.
iron on iron.
painful perfection.
glory to glory.
