Expressing thoughts and inner most feelings, has always been a chor
spontanious and fluentness, is something i would like more
than having to my put words over, more distuintantly in a poem
but this outlet is a form thats something, that i can feel at home.
A speach impediment lacks my ability, to a coversational flow
but certain ones i feel at ease, my speach that it will grow.
A crowded space or unfamiliar faces
or simply being in strange places.
Categories:
fluentness, life
Form: Rhyme