Tounge-tied yet again,
Every time I try to speak my words get twisted.
Will I ever get the courage to speak?
I'm here waiting until I can find the words to say what's in my heart.
I'm scared to say I've fallen for you I wish I wasn't,
Think back to places not-so-long ago and you'll remember
We were closer back then.
Sizzle, sizzle that's the sound.
For all I know you are just as confused.
I know you can't hear my heart singing out
But, it's been singing this song ever since I met you, though I never knew.
It's only my stupid dream andthat's all it'll ever be
I'll look the other wayifI sing this song.
Scorched
This idea came from the song El Scorcho. It's similar to the song but without all the junk sub-culture references. Feedback is encouraged.Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
