Say Billy, I truly feel
Your words
Every syllables
Punctuation marks
And every expression
You put on every part.
The highs and lows
Of your tone
And every spittle
Has its own self.
Say Billy, I truly feel
Your wisdom
On every sentence
Fragment of notes
I can't comprehend
I listen, and listen
As you sing
That beautiful voice
You want to tell.
Say Billy, You truly feel
I can only write
The words I truly feel
My words
Every syllables
Punctuation marks
And every expression
I put on every part.
The tone I can't sing
I write, on
Every spat of ink
Has its own self.
Nov 22, 2025
Nov 22, 2025 at 1:53 AM UTC
Say Billy, I truly feel
Your words
Every syllables
Punctuation marks
And every expression
You put on every part.
The highs and lows
Of your tone
And every spittle
Has its own self.
Say Billy, I truly feel
Your wisdom
On every sentence
Fragment of notes
I can't comprehend
I listen, and listen
As you sing
That beautiful voice
You want to tell.
Say Billy, You truly feel
I can only write
The words I truly feel
My words
Every syllables
Punctuation marks
And every expression
I put on every part.
The tone I can't sing
I write, on
Every spat of ink
Has its own self.
Hi Billy.