dusky kayak
I wanna be a poet,
But can never write.
I wanna be a singer,
But it can never be one.
My voice is loud,
Which is a problem of mine.
I try to silence my words, and well,
But it won't end well with just one tell.
I want to talk and tell you everything!,
But I know that I'm nothing like her, she Is
Everything, while I'm just nothing.
I envy with jealousy,
But not to her, but to myself, which I can never see.
When you'd get close to me, I stay away,
Which I don't want to do. But I have to.
Can I answer your question?
Oh, yes, I can, but I can only answer with confusion.
velvet narwhal
swift hornet