I want to tell you a lot of things,
I want to share my day with you,
But I can't do it,
The voice won't come out.
I want to talk with you a little while longer,
Like there is no time ticking every second,
But I'm not brave enough to ask you for it,
And it was selfish of me for doing that.
Every time I want to share something to you badly,
I just stop and thinking for how long until the day has gone by,
I was contemplating with myself,
On how I was going to say it,
Or how you going to reply to it.
If I just get rid of this insecurities,
Maybe now we're much closer,
If I just braven myself,
Maybe now we're getting to know each other better.
All of this wishes just going to be wishes,
If I face head on with the things I bottled up,
And every part of me going to regret it,
Whenever I still thinking "what if i did it before? Will the circumstances be different than today?".
-A-
(16.11.2020)
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Expressing The Unspoken
Poetry'Expressing The Unspoken' is a compilation of words about unheard voices and varieties of emotions that are hard to express by some of individuals. This unspoken things are tend to be bottled up which in some cases may affect the healths of the indi...
