walking on egg shells

and so here i go again. awake. i am. sitting. pondering. big thought process in play. happy? not really. content? yes. why can't i just grow the balls and express how i feel. have that bold personality. i feel like i don't even know myself- half the time. blood corsing through my veins. pumping with fear. non- courage maybe? how does one just let go? be one with yourself and just say whats really on your mind. without hurting ones feelings. thats what it all comes down to. not wanting to hurt somone. for me, it's like biting the bullet with my front teeth. all for what? so they don't have to. it's violent here. break dancing with no direction. and the thing that bothers me is that i'm ok with it. you never know what someone else is going through. sometimes i wish i had the veil placed ever so lightly over mine eyes. to see what it is all truely about. im impatient. waiting in anticipation. i'll further know more when it's that time to come. i'll have my dancing shoes on. but until then. speak. express yo' self fool. Or you must have already kicked off your dancing shoes.