I don’t know where to start, I never do. I always choke on my words, at the time it matters most, I stay silent, afraid to speak. I ruin everything I touch, everything I lay my eyes upon. I fear that if I speak, I may utter the wrong words, one word or one sentence, that could ruin everything. I stay silent, I stutter when I try to spit out these words stuck in my throat. I guess alienation makes you forget how to complete simple tasks. I guess once you accept your loneliness, you can never be the same again. I don’t know where to end, I never do. Speaking for me, is the hardest thing I ever do.