I never say
What I really think
Because my words seem brittle and
Broken.
My thoughts are in feelings
I cannot describe
Like secrets, my words shan't be
Spoken.
I wish to be clever,
Forever romantic
With poetry, lyric and
Rhyme.
But ages I wait
For my mind to debate
And away with my glory goes
Time.
You tell me your thoughts
I am quick to respond
But my lips flutter faintly and
Fail.
The moment is lost
Will soon be forgotten
And the words will forever set
Sail.