I'm totally free but trapped within myself
Like wrinkled pages in dusted books left too long on shelves
See just like those written words I to have a story to tell
Problem is every time I try to speak no words ever come out.
So I feel trapped from myself like I dont know the real me
He's fighting to get out but his struggle I pretend not to see
Yall ever feel like this, like somethings just not right?
We all have our outlets for me its to write
Because when im in deep thought and holding that pen
I get a sudden rush power, feels like im in control again
I write until I cant think of anything else to say
I write to avoid confrontation that comes with each day
I write because theres no way someone can tell me im wrong
I write poem after poem like Michael did songs
I write out every emotion and tweet every thought
I write just to feel like someones listening even though I know they not
I write to keep myself sane and get by in this crazy world
I write so I wont say it to her face....this damn girl
So those are my reasons, my honest truth
Writing is my escape from the world, how bout you?
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