Silent night
And I'm holding myself tight
It's my own soothing time
For my remaining words to rhyme
Still thinking of what to write
In this empty, dark night
Should I write about my opinions? I don't think so
Should I channel my feelings from the inside? I don't know
I just don't know what to write
In this dark silent night
It is too peaceful to write about my rumbling thoughts
It's just not the right time nor place to think about those
Because if I did, I would've given this night many cuts
And of course covering roughly its mouth and nose
