I've got something to say
No lies I promise just pure feelings I pray.
Yet I can't speak up, can't stand on my own.
Feel like I should tell you who I worship the most. No God. Not Satana, its You. The person I lost.
I've got something to say. But,
You've got people around.
Some are your favourites, its the place you belong.
Words are million but I've got no right to say,
No lies I promise, these are just pure feelings I pray.
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken
PoetryWords that are not spoken. Some by choice, some by Life and some by you.
