I know I should write
Buh then I dont wanna write
I know I should write
Buh if I do, I dunno wat to write about
I have it my head
Though its rooted in my heart
I could put it in my hand
Though my head doesnt wanna let go
I'm caught up between two worlds
Of expression
And of inhibition
So I opt for the latter
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With lips sealed I smile
I could let it go if I wanted
But holding on feels right
Though its not my thing
I wish I could let go
I wish I speak forth
I wish I could share
I wish I could write
But like pieces of a puzzle
It looks a mystery
Would have quit wishing
If only I wasn't blank..
3 comments:
Blank is good . . .lol. It'll pass, dear.Just hold on to it. And besides, if you were so blank, you would not write this. So
It will pass
n so it has passed
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