Ventitre: Uncertain?

[the_raccoondog]

It's a song. I think it's a song. Lyrics? Um, I was told once that when I write poems, they seem to be more of a song than a poem, save for some of my works I guess? Kind of took that as a compliment, actually. It's always been my frustration to write and compose a decent song or two. We were actually required to make one back in high school, but... yeeeeeah, how nice can that be, right? haha. Anyway, done in under twenty minutes after a disoriented conversation with yukitsu. Haven't proof read or edited it or anything, so, feel free to bash? Lol.

Although, seriously, constructive criticism = much much MUCH appreciated.

Uncertain?

So in the end,
You still can't talk, can you?
I guess, words come out
A lot easier and smoother
When they have no intentions
Of going through your mouth
And leave your mind.

What is this, anyway?
Time's too short for this.
Just shrug it off and
Pretend nothing's wrong.
Nothing is wrong.

In the end,
It feels meaningless, doesn't it?
Like, what they know
Are but senseless ramblings.
A few lines that's nothing
Compared to what you
Still have inside.

What is this, anyway?
Time's too short for this.
Just shrug it off and
Pretend nothing's wrong.
Nothing is wrong.

Do you ever get that feeling?

What is this, anyway?
Time's too short for this.
Just shrug it off and
Pretend nothing's wrong.
Nothing is wrong.

Nothing's wrong.