My words don't mean much...
My words don't mean much...
not to me at least...
words are just words to help
communicate things to others...
to share feelings and expressions,
and good and bad ideas...
and to create connections with others...
just so not to feel alone...
Then again I feel so quiet,
filled with thoughts...
thoughts that only leave me
feeling...
... alone...
and I mask it with a smile...
a laugh, a joke, a chuckle...
words; quick and soft
to bounce back without it breaking
through my wall...
my wall with a hidden door
from which one is lucky to find
at least once...
but that is where I let my words out...
and though they don't mean much to me,
there is always someone who feels like they
discovered a hidden treasure.
Somehow my words can reach out
to someone who's looking for help...
some guidance...
when they are lost,
they find me...
My words don't mean much to me,
but let it be known that it is there...
when someone is lost.
-Anne 03.15.06
(inspired by Kristy Castro)
not to me at least...
words are just words to help
communicate things to others...
to share feelings and expressions,
and good and bad ideas...
and to create connections with others...
just so not to feel alone...
Then again I feel so quiet,
filled with thoughts...
thoughts that only leave me
feeling...
... alone...
and I mask it with a smile...
a laugh, a joke, a chuckle...
words; quick and soft
to bounce back without it breaking
through my wall...
my wall with a hidden door
from which one is lucky to find
at least once...
but that is where I let my words out...
and though they don't mean much to me,
there is always someone who feels like they
discovered a hidden treasure.
Somehow my words can reach out
to someone who's looking for help...
some guidance...
when they are lost,
they find me...
My words don't mean much to me,
but let it be known that it is there...
when someone is lost.
-Anne 03.15.06
(inspired by Kristy Castro)