101 – Talk To Me

No talking, and so asking myself why? 
I have guesses, sure - although my 
Guesses, when asked: unconfirmed 
Took too long 'til I returned; 
So, maybe I deserved to ugly cry 

Choking on words, collar's too tight 
Fuck! I finally found my favorite 
Voice & no one's near -§till- 
Here to hear my last will; 
Oh well - that's Life alright 

We all gotta take some Time to grow 
Yet my Garden, no one can know 
So where can I hope to go? 
Their groves, never so; 
I will know when sprouts show 

& when I finally find my final end 
Each day, my Garden I'll tend 
'til all of my Time's spent 
Living inside the moment; 
Then maybe, I can make amends