Every word in the world Has been said before No one can be original. Try to surprise me, I've heard it all before. Everyone has, it's no secret. I wonder if I could say something That would make them listen to me. The storm in this house never shows it's rainbow. The thunder is impossible to hide from. I try and stay in my room to escape the lightning. But eventually it finds me anyway. The stories that hide under covers Folded into minds of those who toss and turn. haven't truly been caught they slip and slide when you try to write them down. If only there was something to help me put into words but the words have all been used. The sentences I speak are borrowed. These thoughts I have are worn. There is nothing in the world, to describe this thought I hold. We say it is impossible to understand somebody's mind. But we say we get it. We don't want to hear the other. Because we've heard it all before.