can you fill me in

there's so much to say.
not knowing how.
it takes so much to accept the imperfection.
there's jus so much i can do,
whether you like it or not, it's your choice to tell me.

tell me, if you want the best for me in life.
or hold it in, and just let me be the way i am.
no changes, no growth, no learning.

it's not the matter of how i accept it,
but at least, i'm aware of it.

how one thing, we cant & refuse to accept,
will be playing in our mind, for the longest time.


the fear, what it shouldnt be, exist.
cant read your mind, so i'll just say it loud,
"i'm trying to understand"
or maybe, you've never been vocal,
so tell me, what else can i do, to understand.