Helpless

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It's helpless -
My skills;
Those I thought I had,
Yet never really did.

I thought I could write
These opinions on paper,
But I was wrong.
I can't express myself
Without causing massive confusion
Amongst those I care for.

What am I thinking?
Why must I explain everything to myself?
Maybe I want to know
That at least somebody understands;
That at least I am not alone -
I have myself.


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