It seems I have a lot to say..
It seems there are a lot of things I want to do...
so many people I want to know..
but many more I'd rather not.
It seems I have passion,
It seems I have drive...
maybe even some dedication,
but how do you start going without any direction?
It seems I like to rhyme,
It seems I have got the time...
It seems to drag by...
or fly.
It seems I need more words,
It seems I need more emotions than just doleful.
Maybe I could be a bit more full of soul...
or love...
or joy...
or U...