Sometimes I can’t have the words I want
They escape me
Perhaps purposely, they run away from the ink
I have to chase them down
Like I have to have the words
Then I rethink
Those thoughts aren’t poetic
Sometimes I can’t have the words I want
They escape me
Perhaps purposely, they run away from the ink
I have to chase them down
Like I have to have the words
Then I rethink
Those thoughts aren’t poetic