I’m feeling the bug again
Whispering in my ear
To write again
Even though I don’t have anything to write
Just some half-baked ideas
That I could shit out
If I had a gun to my head
But I don’t
As far as I’m aware
So I don’t want to put those ideas out there
Before they’re ready to speak their truth
Sure
There’s something to be said
About the beauty of raw Truth
Before it’s had its chance to fully bloom
The rough edges
The… slight hesitation
Not because they’re uncertain
But rather out of the naive respect
That believes the Truth can be uttered
Anyway other than its intended
But, whatever…
That sorta flurry of nothing
Turned into its own thought
Good enough to claim this space
As its domain – this name game
Is insane – though this one feels plain
♡Sugar☆World☮ 