Monday, January 18, 2010

Be Still

If you were me
Then you would see
Exactly how I feel
How every word
Grates on my nerves
And this does not appeal

Inside a little box I live
It seems awfully small today
I'm trying very hard to give
I know I have to find a way

Everywhere I go
Everyone looks taller
Because of this, I think--I know
That I am getting smaller

This isn't real
The way I feel
And yet it's very true
My remedy:
To say with you,
"Be still. Be still. BE STILL!"


  1. Poetry! Yay!

    P.S. Taller is overrated.

  2. Poetry! Not Yay! (I don't get hidden meanings in most poetry. Ask Dale how much I like poetry. Why don't you say it plainly and not so secretively? Why???)

  3. Well, the answer is that I just like being secretive.