Subjects to Failure

Trying something I’ve never tried before

Trying to crash a party by breaking down the door

A fragment of imagination turned into words on a page

Everything from my happiness, to my rage

are transcribed for the world to see

Anything that means a lot to me

Subjects to failure; those are my topics

Could soar on the wind, or fall like a brick

My soul is laid bare; my heart on my sleeve

I use words to make my case, or simply to plead

I don’t paint on a canvas but I want to make the meaning clear

By telling everyone of my hopes and of my fears,

you all might understand me better than I understand myself

because for so long they grew dusty upon the shelf

More often than not, I’m learning just like you

I find surprising answers, I find some important clue

Things long locked up inside, but now coming to light

Through my writings, it’s almost like a second sight