What do I do,
With all the things I want to say to you.
Do I throw them out the door,
Spill them onto the floor.
Do I swallow my words,
Or let them sore like birds.
Should I whisper,
Let my words linger.
Should I hold them in tight,
Fight with them each night.
Should I tell you to your face,
Will there be a time and place.
A simply way to convey,
The things I want to say.
Where do I draw the line,
So I can stop wasting all this time.