i carry and keep
so many quiet words
within the deepest confines
of my unrelenting soul
and at times they may find
their way up to my heart
as i begin to feel
forced to speak
they may even make it as far
as reaching my lips
as you're holding my hands
and tears glisten
there is so much i want to say
the quiet words are my strongest words
yet i cannot seem to find
a solace within anyone
who can push them up
to my mouth
i'm a beggar on the street
begging for my heart to speak