Shiedika

I don't know where to start, ever. There's gotta be a better start-up for people like me. People who have skill, creativity, and good ideas... but never put them out there. people who cripple their hearts on ideas that sing to them! People who's hearts writhe in the emotion of their own ability! But do we talk? - no. we feel the pain of being looked down upon when we say something. People eat you alive. That's what we see. We cower in the dark solitude with our ideas to die inside with our ideas. But when those ideas and emotions die, we make new ones. Only to have a ladder to climb ourselves out of the ever sinking sorrow of never leakin