Untitled My thoughts are awry
My feelings are gone
Gone in terms of acting crazy
Not gone as if they are done
It's as if my feelings have returned
My hands are shaky
My dialog is high and dry
I have nothing to say to anyone
Which makes me fly
Fly in my head
Away from this world
Yet I am weighed down
But I don't know what to
It's my reactions to certain people
Who I am not accustomed to
It is they who weigh me down
For I am too scared to make a sound
Thinking I will be laughed at
Or that I am a bore
Such a lovely creature is she
That I was too scared to even say a T
Not one letter or sound came out of me
Making me seem like some blasphemy
Yet unlike alchemy
I can turn this metal into gold
My fears will be set free
And they will fly away
Not fast, but gracefully
And it is when this happens
That this beautiful woman will be mine
For it is she who got me this way
And I hope that my emotions can convey
Without me being all scared to talk
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