Something’s are better left unsaid
Engraved on the heart, erased from the head
Something’s people aren't brave enough to hear
Even when the answer seems so clear
So I write these words no one wants to face
I can't let these thoughts that are so real go to waste
With this pen I let flow
The secrets of my soul
This paper is my canvass
Giving me freedom that is nothing short of miraculous
Painting with words the pictures in my head
Releasing the storms of my heart,created by things better left unsaid
