And I sigh just a little.
I sigh just a little,
And I sigh just a little,
But I bend just a little bit more.
I feel things, at times, theatrical in nature.
I feel things un-expressed.
Leaving me hurt and disillusioned.
I don’t know anything for certain,
But I feel. And if what I feel is coarse, un- refined, or un-appreciative
Then I may find myself feeling a disconnect, and maybe even reckless in emotions.
Angry, overly sensitive, even un-empathetic
Disappointment often misleading.
And people’s nature, stressful.
I sigh just a little.
I sigh just a little
And I cry just a little bit more.
Bend and breath, bend and breath ~
The world says; hold me like a sponge
I say; release me like the breeze