Passion


I bring you my thoughts and you can hear them on the page
I want to sit with you for a while and talk about all my rage
I let you see inside me as I sit inside my shiny cage
They won't let me out because I once stood on an empty stage
Let myself bleed and people watched as I thought it was a dying age
Nobody wants what they can't have unless it's your heart and soul that's plagued
I thought life was fun until I knew life was real and the fire burns too close sometimes and leave scars so ugly you can't show or engage
Thanks for the chat I hope my words make a change?