Sometimes I feel poetic during the day
But not poetic enough to write it down
And it's never good.
What I write at night isn't good either
It's just emotion.
Maybe at night my feelings are closer to the surface
Maybe at night my heart speaks louder than my mind
These days my emotions are closer to the surface
But my head still speaks louder
And won't let me do what I want.
Maybe that's good.