vicky saladino - Worrds

The words are contained
Contained…In my head
They must fly out
And soon be read
Sometime I feel insane
Insane With all these thoughts
With the words
The words running in my head
I try like hell to let them out
When they make total sense
I will write them down
When they do not.. Sometimes I frown

Sometimes I think of words
Of words…I don't even know
That's when Mr. Thesaurus will show
Will show me the meanings now
til the right words been found
That's when the words
Are no longer bound
Bound in my head
All tangled and twisted
Now they're set free
So you could listen

Listen to what one might ask
The ramblings of a cynic
Pissed off at the past
Pissed also about the future
And even the present
Has some bit of torture

I mentioned before
I could be insane
Oh such a coincidence
When I looked up refrain
If you know what it means
You'll understand
If you have no clue
Grasp it…so your mind can expand

My words are sometime's
Not to charming
My words sometime's
Can be used for kindling
Ironic as it is the chill of my words
Can keep me freezing
Ironic as it is the flame of my words
Can keep me sizzling

vicky saladino

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