If only I could wonder true
And ask the things I want to tell you
But nowadays my time is lost
And nothing’s there but me to rot
And everyday it stays the same
And I try to play the same old game
But my words will never leave my mouth
It’s sad that I can’t tell you about
The things which will appear
And things which in my mind are so clear
But the words simply need to come about!
And jump and scream and run and shout!
But alas the simple things I feel
Can not come out and are only squeals
But one day, when the day is long
And finally I sing my song
The words will come out and say!
And finally we can play!
But only if it’s not too late
As love get’s old if not abate
And therefore I must hurry along
Or else our love will be long gone
But what’s hard is not the words you hear
But deep inside me the great fear
For if what I say now is right and true
And if I fall in love with you!
Will you the same I cannot fear!
As I hold you oh so dear
So only if I could not go astray
And tell you of my love today
Then things would not be too bad hooray
If only I could come out and play…
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I'd write some funny or intelligent catch phrase that portrayed the inner sense and being of who I am and deeply reflects my inner philosophy on life, but unfortunately none come to mind.