Clearing The Voice To Speak
I wish I could use the words that I want to use
And, it is all because others chose to redefine those words.
They seem to redefine those words before they are dry on paper
And, those people might just assume to pander me off as if to love upon seeing.
These people might settle for me to be a prop into their life story
And, it might show how little our friendship meant to them.
They do make it easier to say ciao to them as to say hello/goodbye
And, it is cause they made me spin so much that I have no idea whether they are coming or going.
Should I really state their name as if I really would love to see them?
It might be easier for them to bare false witness against me as it would be to commit adultery with me.
It can only be that the only people that they might see would be same as to sleep with them.
They might refuse speak of my name as if my voice indistinctive, as I am, for them to enjoy.
They do make talking to them as enjoyable as to play 20 questions with them
And, they might only, now, speak with me as to how they once used silence with me before.
It might be harder as to how I got them to speak with me before
And, I could only guess that it was because of friendship.
Our friendship was more limited by how I knew them as to help me expand into more things
And, they could use love as if it was some kind of blackmail payment to our existence.
Do I need to speak of more delights that I have with them as to smile to a dog to show I am friendly?
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