Wie?

I would be write everything, but I don´t know what! 

I can´t speak english and very worse is my grammer.
I would write about my feelings, but I don´t know where they are. 

I don´t can write »Dear Diary, my life is sad.« 

I can´t write what I have do this day that my mask keep in my face. 

But I can write my true feelings. 

They are the feelings about I can´t speak, but write I can ever. 

It´s all the same what for a language I write. 

Somehow I can me express.