My WordsA Poem by Lucy-MiaMy frustration at trying to express myselfInside my head, words flow like water, Outside my head they flow like tar. How can I begin to say what I want to? Without sounding foolish. Eloquence I have not been blessed with. People hear my soft voice and confused words; no body knows what is going on behind all that. I feel trapped inside a mind of someone else. I hate my curse of stumbled speech! © 2011 Lucy-MiaReviews
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