She wished to speak, but sometimes it's hard to find the words.
The words can describe how you feel.
Or the thoughts inside of your head.
And sometimes they just explode, like a silent bomb that only I can hear.
No one can hear them but me.
Nobody can't... Nobody wants to.
I'm fine. Really, I am.
YOU ARE READING
Letters That Maybe On Rhyme
Poetry[Unedited] November 4, 2021 Just thoughts and everyday emotions.
