How to Relate?
I say in poems
What’s on my mind,
But I can’t show them;
They’re not yet refined.
It’s got to congeal,
Or it just isn’t smart –
When I choose to reveal
What I hold in my heart.
I am confused!
I have nothing to show.
My life’s been diffused.
I don’t know where to go.
I haven’t begun!
I’m not very strong.
I’m not very fun,
But I tag along.
I’m afraid of the beaches;
Afraid of the bars;
The girls’ out of reach.
I don’t know about cars,
And the stereo’s music
Just drowns my guitar.