An untitled poem:

It's amazing how much one thing can say
Like how feet and hands tell hot or cold
And a forehead tells you sick or well
Your heart tells you your path, your way.
So why can't I?

What can I say?
Should I say to stop, and return to old,
Or should I say to show and tell,
When things come, should you shove them away?
Will it make a difference?

Is attention something people will pay?
For time is something that will not fold,
And words are not easy to buy or sell.
So they rush through the rest of the day.
Where am I?

I am nowhere,
But not to stay,
My time to change is another day.

And I say,
To whoever reads,
Be the one who truly leads.

Words are good,
Confidence is strong,
Change lasts forever long.

-Taylor