22 December, 2009

try it for me

mark

speaking fast, my mind is a race
which only I try to keep up and
seem to never win
You look at me as speaking and not going anywhere
with my thought.
If only you could see my world
try it for me, and then you”ll
see it”s not that easy being me
and trying to fit into this world
of NORMAL, without the cracks
is not easy at all you see

Share this poem