Why won't these words release me?
They abstract me in my mind.
I will find internal peace
if an exit I can find.
I'm sad.
I should know why.
But, to put to words, I'm not sure that I...
Well, you see,
the way I handle problems,
the way I come to grips,
I put my thoughts to paper
as if I pull them from my lips.
I read them, finding meaning;
finding rhythm to my rhyme.
But, this sadness that I feel,
it just won't fit in metered time.
When I try to let it flow
I get a log jam in my mind.
All I get is garbled senses
with truth impossible to find.
Yes, all I do is scrawl confusion.
Yet, maybe that will say it best.
For,
how can I divulge the answers
when I never passed the test.
May 29, 2016
May 29, 2016 at 2:16 PM UTC
Why won't these words release me?
They abstract me in my mind.
I will find internal peace
if an exit I can find.
I'm sad.
I should know why.
But, to put to words, I'm not sure that I...
Well, you see,
the way I handle problems,
the way I come to grips,
I put my thoughts to paper
as if I pull them from my lips.
I read them, finding meaning;
finding rhythm to my rhyme.
But, this sadness that I feel,
it just won't fit in metered time.
When I try to let it flow
I get a log jam in my mind.
All I get is garbled senses
with truth impossible to find.
Yes, all I do is scrawl confusion.
Yet, maybe that will say it best.
For,
how can I divulge the answers
when I never passed the test.
