Do I Think To Feel, Or Feel To Think?
Too shy to speak; to say all that I feel,
my mind subjected to thinking things through,
and 'what if' factors mock and cloud my view,
no longer knowing what is fake or real,
emotions sprawl and mentally congeal,
until I hide inside my shell and rue
the things I never said and didn't do,
because my thinking made them all surreal.
I think I need to stop this thinking soon
and say the things I feel, then hope and pray,
that you will understand, I'm not a goon,
but want to love you in every way,
beneath the sun and under silver moon,
as heart begins to rule the head today.
Copyright © Jemmy Farmer | Year Posted 2009
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