Because if I were to share this with somebody else, I'll be judged.
So leave me alone, let me speak.

You know, I haven't felt this in a while but my guts tell me it's not healthy.
And I am tired, and definitely worthy.
Perhaps things are actually simple, but we complicate ourselves.
Was it our ego, or was it something else?
Call me naive, I would agree with you.
But hear me out, it's killing me and I'm feeling blue.

*30 minutes later*

You know what? I can't. I can't express it and I am tired of it. I am better off with my own assumptions, like I always have been.