Words of a Fool

Posted in poems on 28 Sep 2013.

I haven’t written an excerpt for this one.

Feeling uncertain.
Maybe the time is wrong.
Or maybe now is right.
Now is all there ever is.
But how do I tell?

Feeling insecure.
Maybe it's obvious.
Or maybe I hide it well.
Don't want to give it away.
But how can I not?

Feeling nervous.
Maybe I need a drink.
Or maybe it's a hint.
Want to tell you a secret.
But what will you say?