We don't talk enough... words are not enough to delineate emotions, Words fail me anyhow. I try elucidating but my valiance assimilates trepidation. This is awkward... How do I manifest this abstract vigour encompassed within my very soul?.
Stop it Menzi, Stop it! compose yourself and exert a foolproof façade if you must. I am compromised by my own thoughts, I am my own worst enemy. Should I write you poems?...
How does a sinner drink from the same cup as an Angel. I am misunderstood. I wonder what is on your mind. would you reply if I pelted a few texts your way? or maybe folded a few words into the form of paper aeroplanes and floated them your way?.... Think Menzi... She is out of your league Menzi, this here is a lady of superior design.
My poetic ingenuity is not enough... we don't talk enough. I fear rejection... I fear.... abnegation seems like a better option. I am subject to my negativity. I will take a chance but where do I start?... I know.... I will start at "Hello". - Menzi Buthelezi
