Tuesday, 31 May 2011

I'm title-less for a change
Makes for a different way
Not quite sure what will come out
As my fingers start to play

Leave the mind in neutral
Slip the heart out of gear
Let the phrases tumble out
Be it a big smile or a tear

Strange having no focus
The slate before me's blank
Dropping in to the unknown
Like I'm walking the pirate's plank

It's these times that I struggle
To communicate at all
Nothing wells up deep within
No reserves on which to call

Any my silence is confusing
For those around, I know
They feel left out and unwanted
But it really isn't so

It's me that I'm not talking to
Don't want to be round myself
Can't buy my friendship, not at all
I don't have that kind of wealth

It's me I wish to silence
Shut up all the doors
Lock each and every window
Without a second's pause

And please, please, please don't think
For one second it is you
This wholly is within me
You know my words are true

So lift that pretty head of yours
And fire me off a smile
I'll be back to full-on form
In just a little while

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