My first instinct
Is to lean-
Always lean
And it’s not needed.
I’m a big girl, I know
How to stand
So what’s going to happen
That one time
I really do need a hand-
Will I be left to crumble,
To fall?
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The Secret Life of Thought
PoezieSometimes we don't say a word because our mind is too full of them. These pages hold just a few of those.
Crutch
My first instinct
Is to lean-
Always lean
And it’s not needed.
I’m a big girl, I know
How to stand
So what’s going to happen
That one time
I really do need a hand-
Will I be left to crumble,
To fall?