Maybe in another universe,

I'll feel that I belong,

Instead of having to rehearse,

Every little thing so I don't say something wrong,

Maybe in another universe,

I can ask for help when I need it,

Even as a child I was always adverse

To asking for help when I'd rather just quit

In all honesty I'd rather drown,

In all honesty I already am

Maybe in another universe,

I'll truly speak my mind,

But instead I'll disburse

Into journals I've enshrined,

whilst I bite back my opinions, thoughts and voice,

Because nobody really cares what I have to say,

To be silent is a choice,

But the repercussions

I must surely pay.