And I failed to find the words,
Words to tell you all about me.
I tried again though,
I closed my eyes and dwelled on
The words I could have probably said,
to let you know Who I was?
Or What I could perhaps be?
But then, I got a glimpse of the memory lane
And I was bound to keep it simple and satisfying yet again
hey, I am fabulous. . .
Yeah, all is cool. . .
A little busy, let’s talk laters. . .
Words confined when I tried to open up.
A moment of being me and then,
I would go back to being the same old cocoon.
Words confined when I wanted to tell you
That Hey, I am not okay!
That I could do with a warm hug maybe.
Words confined when I wanted
to be held on days I was cold.
Words confined because they wanted to be held close,
Deep within me where it’s safe for sure.
I am my safe place
I am my home
I am the listener
to my confined words. . .
