Nothing to say...
Nothing to say at all...
Sitting there in Misery
The right words all lost;
a mess of nothing.
Is it that I stay
or should I go.
Nothing there to convince me to stay.
Tied down once,
but now set free.
Moved on,
no one waiting for me.
Not even told...
"Oh, you've been let go"
Adrift...
But one thought.
I'll miss them.
You the most.
Still,
I am not convinced to stay.
Convince me.
Maybe,
I will
Maybe,
With luck on your side.
Here is how I feel,
laid down in printed word.
do you understand this?
or is it all absurd.
No happy or sad faces on.
I want the truth, all pretenses gone
Whatever is said, it will let me move on.
Should I stay...
...or should I be gone.
Whichever it is,
It is the way things were meant to be.
Little-Lenah Community Member 
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