Begin writing here…
Start with hands on the keyboard
We just hope the message becomes clear
And from our hearts we poured
But is anything really clear
Or is the world mixed with grey
Because I’m not sure if I fear
The words I try to convey
Is that really what I wanted to admit
I often think I can’t commit
To my thoughts or words
I’m not an influencer
Just lost in this abyss
Like a sunken ship
Trained by society
Full of anxiety
I am also filled with hope
And so much shame
I have learned to cope
With writing on the brain
Now we bring it to an end
Finishing touches penned
