The truth is
I didnt know what to say
and i didnt know what to write
the words to express
things just right.
Ho do i make a pen
ink a feeling
to express every action
that is breath stealing
and my mind
its become so one track
books, films, songs, and plays
all remind me of just one fact
and i took me long enough
to figure, even when i used all my might
nothing i would do
would make the words sound just right
because there are some things
words cant express
and all one can hope
is to try his best
-the insignificant other
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