There are words I can't pen down
So inadequate at expressing all these
Thoughts and feelings so deep
I drown

There are songs I wish would come
An entire orchestra in symphony
Every bell and whistle you resonate in me
And then some

There are things I can't accomplish
My body awkward and clumsy
Inconsistent with my muse
From start to finish

There are places I can't follow you to
Your personal mazes mired in chasms
So deep and dark
The light can't break through

There's so much found wanting in me
Yet there is so much I want
To laugh at your side carelessly
And hold your hand when ghosts come to haunt
I can't be everything you need me to be
Not yet, but give me the chance