She sits with her pen and paper.
Trying to say how she feels.
Half the worde won't come out.
The other half,she screams them out.
And when she cries,
She never lets anybody see her tears.
She bottels it up,
Until she can take no more.
She needs that someone to say It'll be alright.
To hold her close and make her feel wanted.
And so she sits there pen in hand,
Trying to say how she feels.
@Sarah Faist 1-29-12