Lyndsey Grant


Internal Conversation

Poem by Lyndsey Grant

I wish I could feel more
Think less
Allow myself to get caught up
In the moment
Floating on the high of the joy
Instead I pick it apart
And analyze each thought
That pushes its troubled self in
Until I spin out of control
And hold on to the way
I stood or talked
Of the look I gave
Or the things I didn’t have the guts to say
And play it over and over
Broken recorder
Of my life events
That prevents me from
Being what I can
Or doing what I intend
Hung up on myself
I want to forget for a lil bit
Stop worrying who is and what is
If that came out right
Or if my clothes look nice
And smile not because I think its right
But because I want to
Laugh without hating how it sounds
Because I’d burst if I didn’t


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 8, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 23, 2006