Sometimes…

Sometimes I wish I don’t find the lack of words startling,

Sometimes I wish I find the strength to stop myself from initiating each of the conversations I end up having,

Sometimes I wish I don’t explain my every action, my every flaw to every human I meet,

Sometimes, I wish, I speak only when I’m spoken to,

Sometimes, I wish I’d never spoken,

Sometimes I wish, I’d let my silence do all the talking…

Sometimes.

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Author: Annapurani Vaidyanathan

I hoard books for a living. And read them too, when I am not sleeping. I express what I think, so my unheard feelings don't sink. I like to sing when I walk, to keep shades grey, at bay. I speak like a dork, but I don't want to drive anyone away. I write what's real, and nothing fake, so visit my blog whenever you need a break ;)

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