When I feel something passionately, I got in the habit of just writing it out.

Jotting it down to understand it more later has always been the safest route.

I know what I go through is very relatable,

but whether I should share publicly is always debatable.

I have a back log of writing that is truly from the heart, but reveals too much of me.

It’s parts of my life that only close ones know, and don’t want the whole world to see.

I read back on them and think, “Damn, that’s quality ass work, but ooo, that’s too deep.”

For I respect my private nature, and for that, those posts only I will keep.

I’m a private person, and I don’t like people all up in my shit.

But I’m a writer, and I know speaking from the heart will always hit.

How ironic, I’m private but I share parts of me every week,

sharing my lowest moments have been some of my viewing’s peak.

Maybe one day, I’ll feel more comfortable to over-share.

But as of now, I feel like I wouldn’t dare.

I share what I’m comfortable with because it’s relatable and uniting.

In doing so, I need to make sure I set those boundaries in my writing.

Some things I want to write and keep just for me.

After all, not everything is meant for everyone to see.