Im going on a walk.
Im sorry but I really don't want to talk.
If you don't let me go, Im going to miss it.
Your words don't really fit.
To much! your saying to much!
Let go! please don't touch!
Im not mad,
But I feel real bad
Just let me go on the walk.
I cant talk,
I cant know whats wrong if you don't let me look,
I will tell you whats wrong when Im done with the book.
Let me decipher my feelings
Before I cry with no reasons.
My heart is fading like the changing of the seasons,
Growing cold.
Im becoming winter.
Feel my veins harden and become the branches
Of a frozen tree...
Brittle...
Feel my hands stiffen and die.
Like the baby birds who couldn't stand the cold
Feel my eyes dim just as the ice on a pond will frost over.
And I will be frozen, lost with my lonely wilderness