Poem: Pen to Paper: The Only Language I Know
"Babyface, I Wish I Could Tell You"
Spoken words uttered from my lips,
a confused mixture,
sitting silently hoping you hear each one.
Eyes glaring, hateful reply
the relative meaning misunderstood.
Looking towards you with glazed eyes,
pleading you read my mind
discovering the hidden meaning
buried deep, feeling the painted picture,
understanding those precious jumbled thoughts,
I will forever love you.
Weeping from my baby blues,
taking pen to paper
sensibly speaking the only language I understand,
desperately wishing to convey
how much you mean to me
with spoken words.
When you reply, “Why didn't you just say so?”
Do you have trouble expressing your thoughts into words ?
"Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood" by The Animals
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