a short ditty about the pressure of meeting someone for the first time


turmoil

thoughts bounce around my head
another cell i bet is dead
my face looks thou its turning red
questions and answers are abound
which way to turn the question around
in a daze for days and days
in a muddle with this big struggle
whats the question on my mind
whats the right answer i cant find
all this confusion
is it an illusion
or just a state of utter delusion
wondering how to solve this worry
but not to do it in a big hurry
take my time when time is so spare
taking my time because i do care
now whats the question i hear you ask
is it all worth if or in the past
its been on your mind i know
and i bet you have an answer
to this i am sure
a simple one is what i ask
do i say hello or do i go




Poetry by xenopod
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Written on 2007-12-06 at 02:18

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