Uncertain
Tough to explain how I feel
It’s like a message in a bottle
That has been floating at sea
Nobody will pick it up or ever see
I do feel trapped, from myself
In certain ways, check the reflections
U’ll know it’s from certain days
U might not be able to figure
Why over these things I still pay
Still determined to give my explanation
I don’t think anyone will listen
Don’t think the world would just stop for me
So I guess I will say goodbye
With things like this, there is not much to see
Copyright © Christopher Delegans | Year Posted 2005
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