Loss For Words
So much to tell but just no words
to form what I am wanting.
So many things I need to say.
Sometimes its almost taunting.
My lips are sealed tighter,
than superglue could ever do.
These secrets are only mine.
Never to be shared with you.
All these thoughts inside my head,
Locked up secure and tight.
All these thoughts fill me with dread.
Make me struggle with all my might.
Sometimes I want to tell you.
Want to pour out my whole heart.
I never know if you agree too,
or if our thoughts are far apart.
Copyright © Natalie Jones | Year Posted 2009
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