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Clarity in this ambiguity.

Writing something is exhausting these days. I know I love writing and it's my outlet for all the emotions I carry. But these days, my mind is full of words wandering here and there. I am afraid that I might pick the wrong words but my heart assures that sometimes wrong words picked and put into a sentence make the right sense. This constant flow of words in my head is making me anxious. It's not easy. It's not easy to pick words, frame sentences, and turn them into something that makes sense. I am trying. I am trying to pick the right ones put into the right statements just like my life. I am trying to put the right effort and pull the right words out of my mouth. But sometimes wrong words tend to flow out. Maybe that's because of the inner scars.
Inner-invisible scars!
What's with these new inner invisible scars?
Well, every human has been through something and they did heal from it but there is a teeny tiny invisible scar unconsciously reminding them to stay alert. I have my share of invisible scars and I am not afraid to accept that fact. Hell, I read a line from a poem my friend sent me that even Mars has a scar. If a planet which is supposably another earth where there is a possibility of having life on it has a scar, I can have like thousands of scars. That's why I am not afraid and not ashamed of my scars.
Back to putting the right efforts, I have scars, my very own invisible scars. I am willing to put them out in the air and I would want the person, thing, or situation to let me know about the right efforts. To help me try and make things better.
Because my scars are clouds, fooling me around and shielding me from the answer to this question.
If I let these clouds pass, would I end with more scars?
Be my clarity in this ambiguity.
We can't end up messing things that just need some mending.


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