Flip
I want to write a poem
But my pen is slippery
Because my hand is shaking
Shaking with peevishness and rage
For a moment I need to feel
Your presence but you keep on pushing me away dear pen and paper.
See I don't know why
You keep on pushing me away
Yet I want...
But my pen is slippery
Because my hand is shaking
Shaking with peevishness and rage
For a moment I need to feel
Your presence but you keep on pushing me away dear pen and paper.
See I don't know why
You keep on pushing me away
Yet I want...