Talk about my stepdad.
He keeps pushing me to talk when I don't feel led. It's forced and I have to pretend I care. If I felt led to lead the service I would.
If I felt lead to talk on youth service night. I would.
I wished he'd stop pushing me to try to talk. When I'm not lead. Nor is my heart in it.
There are things I feel led to talk about and others I don't.
It's getting on my nerves.
YOU ARE READING
Ocean of Thoughts
PoetryThis is my second poetry book started on February 9, 2017. Ended April 29, 2017. Who knows what's in store.