Sometimes, I feel like holding you tight,
not letting you go for any reason,
other times, I feel like letting you go,
as a bird free from the snare,
I really don't know what I want
and I mostly don't want what I know,
I may sound dumb but I'm just numb
At this moment, I'm building hopes like a castle,
And the next, I'm tearing them down
At this moment, I'm in a fairyland,
The next, I'm filled with fears so real
I want to say sorry for holding you tight
and later letting you go
But then, in me, I've got some ego
What and who are you really
to make me feel this way?
Are you sunshine or moonlight
that fades away at different times?
How do you put me on a rollercoaster
filled with excitement, fear, and anxiety all at once?
Tell me who and what you are really
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.