D O T S

It's cold in here, even though the heat is running at 80 degrees My heart feels like someone is sqeezing it with cold hands Even though i think of myself as a warm hearted being My mind is being my mind Exhausted but twirling with creativity You would think its on a runway showcasing its talents But isnt it? My fingers are trembling as i touch the keypad on my smart phone Very easy task, thanks to science Words are falling in place as i envision them too Well, not always Sometimes its cold and there are no words to describe emotions,fears and heartache Sometimes its a hayride,bumpy but fun especially when i mix in my three languages