by Georgia McDade
I need to say something.
I have to say something.
I want to say something.
But I don’t know what to say.
I knew I would have to say something.
What do I say?
I DO NOT KNOW WHAT TO SAY!
I know I cannot not say something.
I can say something.
I need to say something.
I have to say something.
I want to say something.
I don’t want to say the wrong something.
But what is the RIGHT something?
I know why there’s a problem: I do not want you
to have this pain, yet I know all the wanting
in the world won’t erase the pain.
Perhaps you can tell me what to say,
what you wish to hear.
Perhaps I can say it.
But then, that does not work.
I’m the one who must say something, to you.
Selfish me!
I want you to say something, not just anything,
but something.
I go from all of these things to say to nothing to say.
And the real problem is this: what I want to say is,
“Please say something to me.”
I always want you to say something.
Grateful to witness your wresting with such a human conundrum. #yousaidalot #imjustlistening