Words

I raise the pen to paper; I set the switch to on
In my mind my thoughts are churning; I can feel deep emotion
It's twelve o'clock at night, the lights have all been hushed
Outside my world is quiet, and my words they have no rush
Yet it is my duty, to try to find new verbs
So I can sit and write and melt out my heart in special words
Words that have a meaning, words that carry me
Beyond this young, troubled lad you'll find walking down your street
Words that speak the truth, words that speak of sadness
Words I can't speak out loud for the world would call it madness
Words I don't mistake, words you may find grave and
Words that may have vanquished had I not gone and saved them
Words that express who I am, words that prove I exist
Words that say there's more to me, more then just a boy who lives
Words I'm to afraid to say to her & so I'll write
And tell myself that somehow she'll hear those words tonight
Words to take potential and bring it to dimensions
Words to take the absence of it and fill it with intentions
And so when life gets weary and kinda tough
And there's no way out and it's feeling rough
I'll just get some words down; words from the soul
And I'll feel much better; it'll make me whole
Try it sometime, you never know
It may just help you continue the show...