That I am
A bit indecisive
And that is easy to decide
Since flipping coins
Takes longer
Then my fluctuating feelings and thoughts
Its not on purpose though
After all, who would like to be
Indecisive intentionally
Yet there are moments
Moment when everything is perfect
And moments when nothing is right
You know when you feel like you don't
Need anything precisely
Or the moments when you feel
As if you just can't get what you want
Stranger is the realisation
To think you want something
And then you don't
When you feel like you need something
And then you don't
Indecisive intentionally
To be or not to be
Not your call to make
YOU ARE READING
Lost words
PoetrySome words, some thoughts, some feelings-- complicated, intricate, fragile gets lost in the day to day. So let's carve out those, and let them breathe and come to existence through the mere power of poetry
