Sometimes when I sit alone

I think of what I can say that will make someone feel at home

I think about the worlds I create

And also the positions of conversation I take

The constant nagging of wanting to give the world my heart

Hoping that I can touch someones’ soul or just a part

I try to be as opinion minded as I may

But there are some things I spit out that others dare not say

I want you to be a part of me

I need for you to be able to see

With an open mind

Take some time

To be without fear of what you read

Or take it too literally

Sometimes my words are just that

They are to be placed in sentences that are a part of paragraphs and pages of my mind

Step inside

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