I twist the thought around,
Twirl it to and fro as it saturates
Lightly through the surface of my fingertips.
The night is blurry, my feelings are
I am abrupt, I change my mind often.
A million paths a minutes, but none seem
The ink drips down in blotches
And erases everything I write.
Words impossible, I try my best
To talk to somebody and explain,
I’m a nice person.
But am I? I am not so innocent or
So untouched any more.
But I am strong and I will survive.
I am fearless and i will thrive,
Rise from my falls and win with my drive.