someplace in my heart
words have grown silent
kept away
to hide how I feel

there’s just so much
going on

if my thoughts were a city
there’d be roads without signs
conversations without people
a cloud covering of doubt
not a good place to live

such a difference
from before

I think about decisions I’ve made
and ones pending

what’s worth the fight?
what needs to change?

I’ll never encourage one
to marry a stranger
I’ll never give advice
without listening

I used to think I was a leader
but now…
it might not be a good time
to follow