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Apr 2013
Why do words flow so smoothly on paper and ink,
But as soon as I open my mouth they fall flat and empty?

Why is it that I can think of a million things to say,
But as soon as I see you the words areΒ misused?

I wish these word weren't so useless outside of my mind!
I wish these word were so much more kind!

Why do they never flow in the right way,
Getting jumble up in a word filter and coming out the wrong?

Why is it that even as I write this they aren't quite right,
Always falling short on emotion and long on time.

They always seem so right, so perfect in my head!
But when they come out, well, I'd rather feel dead!
Natalie Wood
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Natalie Wood  Maine, USA
(Maine, USA)   
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