I have so many words in my head,
Most of them are never said.
Many people ask,
But I always pass,
On saying the words in my head.
The people I've told,
Are very bold,
To listen to the words in my head.
Thoughts on the war,
Most of them worn,
Thoughts on the poor,
Are very torn,
All of these words,
Inside my head.
Bursting with color,
Spinning with power,
All shouting their sounds,
These words in my head,
Always resound,
And their solid might,
Gives me great fright,
For I'm scared of these words in my head.
