I am struck
And I am stuck
And I am
Whirling away and
Twirling towards
Fate but
Its changing every single
Sentence
I am a pencil
And I am tapping knee
I am a
Guitar
I am a piano
I am music and I am
Fingers that
Play the melody and
I am chaos!
I am a girl with words all
Choked and knotted inside of me
And they
Dance around in my
Stomach but it’s surely
Not a place where words belong
Shouldn't they be
Lying on my tongue and
Shouldn’t they be
Jumping and unraveling themselves
Aren’t they there so that
I know what to say,
It seems to me that they’re just
Silly when they only remain
To sit and play games with me
Because I feel my seams are close to
Bursting with
All of these words