So Clear

So Clear

So Clear

Whenever my head goes into the clouds
I have a great way to bring it down
I look at the objects around and say…
This is my water of which to drink
This is my pen that’s full of ink
This is my desk and my chair
Now I can write – I haven’t a care
It isn’t that hard to get down
To writing my thoughts so profound
As easy as riding my bike
Each word has its meaningful light
Sometimes they seem angry and mean
Sometimes they just wash my soul clean
Sometimes they just miss his face
Sometimes they are all full of grace
But each one brings me back to earth
And some can even bring me mirth
They keep me fair and grounded
And not so quite dumbfounded

When you listen to me, you’ll hear
My words cutting through so clear
Like the sounding of a school bell
And then you’ll know I survived hell

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter!
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