Untitled was written as a couple short poems that were just kind of how I felt at that point in time. I wasn't sure of a name to give either of them so I figured I would just leave it as Untitled and put them together, but not as one. Enjoy.
Untitled
You feel it there, just wanting to pout
But you gotta be strong and not let it all out
You just want to be heard
But he doesn't listen to a word
He says he loves you
But he hasn't a clue
The tears inside
Just waiting to collide
A beautiful day it was
Giving off that morning buzz
But here we are now
Not a drop of light around
The clouds are all a smear
I thought Summer was here
Funny how it works
Don't you love nature's quirks
You get all excited
Because the day is lighted
But the moment you feel like shit
The clouds are going to hit.
