My mood is like a cloudy noon
Waiting for the sun,
Or like a sailing ship that can't
Set sail without the tide.
I fidget in my emptiness,
Not knowing where to run;
Yet when you're near I can't explain
What's going on inside.
It's too bad feelings swim so deep,
Too deep for anyone
To grasp them as they squiggle through
And take them for a ride.
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