Who said I don’t?
I am being a penitentiary of my own heart
Made not to react to my feelings
But remember what eyes see hearts grieve for
Who said I don’t?
Made not to ask questions
Its not metal following in me, but blood
If I am made to see then I most be made to feel
Who said I don’t?
Interminable thought is all I am left with, ineffable
Are girl so rapacious? Is it hauteur or commiseration they don’t have?
Every man has debility, sharing is no robbery