I tried to draw my feelings on paper,
but I never was very good at freehand.

I tried to say it with paint on a canvas,
but I never could mix colours well.

I tried to compose a song about them,
but I never have had good rhythm.

I tried to scribble it down in prose,
but I never was good with words.

I tried to take a thousand pictures,
but I never had the eye for it.


I've tried a million things a million ways,
but I've never found the way to say
just how I feel or what I need
but instead every feeble
attempt simply goes

The End

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