sometimes
i don’t know what to write
yet you’re here
right
reading these words
i pulled them out of my head last night
tried to make it right
sounding quite nice,
rhyming should suffice
right
doesn’t matter that
i lied
and i cried
and maybe i died
- but blood aside
as long as you read these words that i write
i know myself to be alive
i know you will treasure this
all of the feelings i hide
thank you to anyone who takes the time to read what i write.