Sunday, September 28, 2008

I don't want to.

I wish I could find the words, the strength, the will power to actually say what’s pulling at all ends of me. I'm pretty sure if some form of wisdom did come to me, I wouldn't tell you. It’s my dilemma. Having so many words, and never saying a thing. Writing songs that no one will ever hear. There are many that float around. I'm too afraid of writing them down for fear that I'll have to face what I ignore.

"And you, I'm missing you, I don't want to, I’ll be missing you."