Linda Engwall

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Finding My Voice - Poem by Linda Engwall

When you have all these thoughts
just running around in your head
how do you make sense of any one of them
Switching from analyzing this
to analyzing that

Oh to find some relief
Like to take my head off
let all the garbage spill out
Then I would be left with a empty head
Funny I know
But how else do you clear the clutter away

I know what if I just say anything
that pops into my head
even if it is the wrong thing
Would that be okay
Or would my words hurt,
not convey my real message
or would they finally be mine
uncensored
out there
just my truth
and finally
my voice


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 6, 2008



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