Finding the Words

I'm never sure how to begin
Or what to say
Not sure what emotions to share
Or what truths to tell
There is a line
Or, is there?
If it is all truths, why am I so scared?
It doesn't often sound "just right"
And I don't often publish
But so much exists in my mind
And I yearn for a place
A space
An ear
A shoulder
The right words
An order to put them in
So it all makes sense
To me
And you