It's Strange Inside
It's strange inside my head
I travel there in my silence
Burdened is my mental home
My existence in the balance
It's strange inside my head
I travel there in my silence
Burdened is my mental home
My existence in the balance
Free - that is how my poetry makes me feel.
Reconcile my thoughts and weave a tapestry in lines.
Exceed my expectations and make people smile is my goal.
Expertise - I plan to develop through practice.
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and fierce.