Poetry

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These things I feel I can’t express
I shouldn’t begin to say
No one will even comprehend
It’s a mess inside my head

So why do I do my best; to piece my words together?
Because when I do
My thoughts ring true
You can see me thru the clutter

Sometimes words, just don’t fit; feelings, just aren’t right.
These things are wrong
Something just don’t belong
Why do I even bother?

That’s when it happens; it all comes thru
Like rain, bringing all things new
I find myself, and give it to you
So you can share with one another

There’s nothing more stressful; than giving it out
Thoughts and dreams, things I care about
I wish I could just do without
Feelings just make things harder

The work and the strife; working on it all my life,
But then I think of you
And all the things that are brand new
How my world, is so much better

I did it; I think, I cleared the clutter!
My feelings, I am now expressing
I’ll start just by saying
I look forward to it Raining!

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