Content In My Shell
Content in my shell
Everyday I strive for eminence
Filled lately with no confidence
Blindly walking day to day
Devoted to making someone’s day
Deep emotions I don’t know
Qualities of man never show.
Does this make men unemotional
No, feelings are not disposable
Emotions differ in every person
Expressing them is the disposition
Imagine the precise thing to say
Words of compliment escape way
Words of quarrel ensue
Never an emotional breakthrough
Silence and confusion now the burden
Not understanding emotions of women
Missing that happy feeling
My Emotions are still baffling
Being content in my shell
Has become my carousel
Copyright © Brian Mccoy | Year Posted 2015
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