My words are not
Urs
They are not gold
My words are simply words
Of my own
They help me
Be
The set me free
Sorry if my
Words are offensive
Too thee
But what else should I say
What will it really be
Because if I don
express my words
Then who's words will the be..
They flow out because
That's how I feel
I can take constructive
Criticism
Tell me what u conceal
Maybe my words don make
It out at the right time
But when they are
Delivered
They are still mine...
Ill respect ur
As I respect u...
My words are not gold
For they are only mine
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Words
Feels
Im trying to hold in
But im emotional
I can't help my feelings
How I love one
So many things I can't
Control
Im not use to not
Having a undoubting
Hold
My mind can't surround
The concepts
That u sometimes
Give
I need u to hear me
My heart can't seem
To live
But my mind
Is in disarray
scrambling to
Pick up the pieces of
Where it went wrong
What did I say
Why cant i just feel...
I've been told at times
Im
T
O
O
Real
That I should censor
How I feel
Too bad that's not
Me
I hope that
One can see
Maybe its not for
We...
Doubting
Undoubtinglly
That I can't see
Which way is up or down
Its all of thee..
U spacelessly surround
I feel like
*singing*
Im going down
......
.
My Thoughts
Confusion is what enters
My being
Delusions is what
I seem to be having
Under all circumstances
I take so many risk
But having a temporary
Spot
Holds no real
Stature
No matter
whether
Before or
Thee
After math
Never seems to add up
So caught up
Blinded
So sprung
Trying to fill this
Void of feeling
Being in love
constantly