Artist - Thomas Saliat
The Kind
You're the kind that others Turn away from when you speak I know I knowThere's nothing you can say That holds attention On the street I know I know
The words are there but Will not come the way You want them to I know I know
Pen to paper seems The way for thoughts To be conveyed I will I will
Write my soul for All to hear Though they don't want to I would I would
Give two cents to Know your thoughts as I write I write
What's in my soul What's in my heart and mind You will You will
Hear my words unspoken now The same as if I spoke out loud To you
To you
And maybe you'll Still choose to walk away From me From me
That's okay I understand You may not have the time To stand and Hear me Hear me
Speak my last word to you Goodbye Goodbye
(2 minute essay on words, apparently, and on not being heard, who knew - they just spilled out)
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