I can write you a song
or a lullaby
Fill your heart with fury
Or fill your eyes
with tears
little one
Whatever comes outta
my fateful
mouth
I can slow down
and write what I mean
I love you
I'm proud of you
And in those awkward
silences
At times I blurt
something stupid
like a stock ****
Pump start the conversation
ease up the awkward silence
Watch the fight begin
in observation
**** my spoken word
and love what I do mean
Child of mine
What I mean
is I love you
so so much
(I know)
Jan 21, 2019
Jan 21, 2019 at 10:23 PM UTC
I can write you a song
or a lullaby
Fill your heart with fury
Or fill your eyes
with tears
little one
Whatever comes outta
my fateful
mouth
I can slow down
and write what I mean
I love you
I'm proud of you
And in those awkward
silences
At times I blurt
something stupid
like a stock ****
Pump start the conversation
ease up the awkward silence
Watch the fight begin
in observation
**** my spoken word
and love what I do mean
Child of mine
What I mean
is I love you
so so much
(I know)
Written by my mother, date unknown
