I Get Caught Up
I get caught up in my poetry
Caught up seeing visions of me
Watching you an audience of eyes mesmerized by my lines
My fantabulous lines
I get caught up so much in the verse please excuse me if I curse
I start breathing deep
Sometimes I even lose sleep
Thinking bout the stage
How many ways can I say one thing?
Would I get a different reaction if I sing?
I want to move more than just the mic
I want to move your heart and change your insight
Copyright © Norey Bailey | Year Posted 2006
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