Rather not say

Alan R

For a change, I decided the other way

Tired of seeing, struggle in people 

My radar breaks, still works

Tortured souls blowing like dirt

Pain, in the hearts, troubled minds

Their craving for an alignment to suffice

Obsessing over what they don't have

Self discard, and it's audacious heights

But I rather not say

Who am I anyway 

I don't have a degree in feelings

Just too many records 

And verdicts crawling 

From invisible ceilings

Urges, to say something 

Anything, at all

But I might just sush them thoughts

No one will ever know

As these people continue to speak

And I play along their disguised shows

Let their troubled hearts fall

Who am I anyway 

To answer their mind's call?

 

-Al

  • Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 6th, 2024 00:46
  • Category: Reflection
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  • 2781

    I can't say.

  • Alan R

    Haha oh but you can choose to 🙂



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