If I had no filter I would have spoken the truth,
The scribbles that have never left my mind, the word that won't leave my mouth,
Let me share,
When I look at her I am in awe,
The words that I speak become important,
The office in my brain goes in panic and it forgets how to write the daily report,
No filter,
I'm scared to speak my mind,
I'm scared to share with even my closes friends how I feel about liking someone,
Is it too late to think about the "what if"?
Is it time to move on?
Is it time to wait and see what occurs?
Should I sit and cry?
Will I sit and pity myself due to the things I've done wrong?
For a moment the filter disappears and I let myself go,
They are the brightest star in the sky,
Heaven in hiding,
The acid to my alkaline,
Let me put the filter back on,
Let me be careful about what say,
I'll admire from afar just like before,
Will it blossom or burn down like a house that can't be saved,
Are you a shadow, an echo, or simply just a memory?
With no filter, I will tell you the truth,
The truth that only one of my friends know.
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The Pieces
PoetryPoetry that I write when I feel angry, sad, or when I just need to write. This is mostly for me to vent but if you want to see my poetry and read about the rollercoaster that is my life go all for it.
