I am feeling frustrated lately. Really upset.

Yet I have no voice to speak up and no one to listen to. To be honest, even if I did I doubt I would know what to say.

Sometimes I feel like crying. But no tears come.

No tears, no relief. No peace.

Yes. I have alot of strong opinions, but most times they are just an expression of what I think. I never ask that they be accepted or be regarded as the gospel truth. It does not mean that I want to pick a fight or change everyone's minds to think like me.

Sometimes the things I say gets taken the wrong way and the stuff I write does not quite reflect the whole picture.