my words are set free
to roam across grassy hills
only here do they not have
to hide how they feel
i am told often
how dangerous are my ways
how hard are all
the things i need to say
i upset them
so i let all of me fade
perhaps i am the reason
for anxiety in my day
i am partially myself
so much is performance to seem okay
how do i know who i am anymore?
most of me is tucked away
without the anxious rambling
and moving around nervously,
would you even like the me that is calm?
would i bore you if i turned out
to just need to cry for awhile
because i've been gone from
myself for so long?
i can't explain how far within
i have folded to just belong
so that i do not do wrong
and so i can just hold on
it would take an expedition
in the most hazardous of conditions
to excavate any original editions
of my naked thought's renditions
i pity my desperate voice
and its hopeless plight
it's all bark and no bite
because alone, i have no fight
alone
alone
alone
i have no fight.
-Les'Nspired
