Words words words
All I have is words
they flow
and go
to no one knows where
Oh how I fear
Oh how I tremble
Then of a sudden
a new sensation does **** in
Maybe love
Maybe just the thought of a dove
It is troubling to be in a state of flux
Where you are lost, it truly *****!
Lost in a world of words
And endless imagination
Have you been in such a state
Passion does over come
Have you been called dumb?
But for what
For stuttering over words like “but”
Twisted in mind
I see many kinds
I insert them in wrong places
And take others out when they are right on the pages
What, you do ask, am I describing?
Or have you already considered me disturbing
For you can not track the motion of this rhyming?      
Well if I can let me explain what you’ve read
You’ve
just
been
inside
my head.

Now tell me where this has lead?

Des is my name
Young was I when I found a game
Some call it hard others think it lame
Learn to read was its name
Excited was I when I first began
X’s and O’s were letters to be learned
I thought that it would be easy but I was burned
Cause I have a problem in reading simple words