I want to say something, anything
                     but I'm terrified of what they'll think
                     of me. about to say it, I'm on the brink,
                     but no. the oppurtunity's gone before I can blink.
                     I want to talk, but my fears will not shrink.
I want to have a conversation
                     but it seems to always end in deadlock.
                     I don't know what's wrong but we can't talk.
                     conversations should make you forget the clock,
                     but all the "what's up?"s are as dull as a rock.
I want to talk, just for once*
                     but the art of talking must just be lost,
                     for nowadays talking is exhaust-
                     ing. everything is so crisis-crossed.
                     true conversation avoided at any cost.
menial matters matter
superior subjects scatter
                     good conversation is essential
                     almost everyone has the potential
                                          *so
        ­                                        just
                  ­                                       talk
                                                          ­        *!