My brain is all set to explode.
And I know for a fact there's no hope.
A story to tell,a picture to draw, and a poem for all to read.
I know it's a lot, but time I have not.
And it's something to do that I need.
My eyes I do shut and to think I don't try.
But the thought'sthey do turn a blind eye.
I need to express all the feelings I have.
The strange, the good and the bad.
And so. To write a poem, is it so hard.
Will I one day become a bard.
A romantic novel for me to tell.
I know I can as sure as hell.
A dainty picture for all to see.
I'm utmost sure is within me.
And so I'll do my extreme best.
To give the world and all the rest.
That part of me that I possess.
To bring you all some happiness.
Ella