Words

You know what!? I feel good. Life tastes good today – Well I would say that

I feel very philosophical and underestimated - never felt underestimated in a good way before, but I do. So there

I feel different like the words I want to say can just spring out and dance upon the page

I suppose they are

I mean they don’t have to make sense to mean something
They don’t have to be prepared for your critical eye
They can in fact just be planted and then I can sit back and watch them grow

I suppose this is my future
Over emphasising the smallest detail to ensure some interest
Not you understand on your part because these words mean nothing to you, when you see that blank paper
You wonder what could fill it
What words could pamper the page
And live up to the pristine perfectness of our own imagination.

I couldn’t explain my sometimes illogical nature
And so I leave it to the words to save me
They have never failed me