Listening to: giving up - silverstein
Feeling: anxious
the butterflies are churning
escaping through my mouth
no words
no sound
just thoughts
many thoughts
diving in and out
floating around
constant and never stopping
never giving me peace
never leaving me alone
so tired of the never ending noise
the never ending butterflies
too nervous for words
cant talk
cant move
cant do anything
incapable of everything
lost
frozen
breaking
immobilised from the world
love sarah
p.s i hope i get the job
i really need it
*fingers crossed*
no really i am.
from your stalker.
*sigh* you know who i am.
:D
nice poem!
i love it