To Feel is to Know Truth
I guess what I'm trying to say,
Is that I dont really know how to say this.
Deeming our dreaming successful and scheming
For fairy tales feeling iwis.
I say, its a hard thing to speak,
When speaking can't capture the feel.
Bending and blending and absolute mending
Of souls 'til they're harder than steel.
It's a hard thing to put into words,
With words that are bland and so weak.
Hoping and groping with endless eloping
Are definately not for the meek,
It's a hard thing to try and explain,
With a tongue of this lingual pelf.
Staying and saying without more delaying
I thank you for being yourself.