Words
Now I feel like I'm one of the silent majority
Like I'm that person who's eating humble pie
Though bitterness eating away inside of me
And now I'm starting to crumble, all I do is cry
Expressing one's self in words, it's not as easy
But then trying to talk I do mumble, yes that's I
Getting myself into a right state getting panicky
But then I suppose a bit of a wombale that’s why
Sometimes I don’t choose my words that carefully
Trying to rumble tall yeah there’s no word of a lie
But right now these times just seem so scary
And as like always I stumble though ,I do try!
Again another little interpretasion of ones self expressing
another side in same vain as other writes older wonder
ect i was trying here to be clever with wording still wanting to
add extra verse perhaps in future I will do
written by my slef davidscott,,,,,,,,,,,,,, feb2013
inspierd by past and present circumstants
InTERPRETASIONS OF ONES SELF
Copyright © David Scott | Year Posted 2013
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