Something Close To Nothing

I have much that I want to tell you
But I don't know here to start
It's more than I can gather 

It comes right from my heart

Sometimes it's just a murmur
Sometimes I want to scream
Sometimes when I walk past you
Sometimes when I dream

I'm a little insecure 
I'm just a little shy
There's too much to let go
But I don't know why
I'll say something close to nothing
Cause it's the best that I can do
I'll start to make a sentence
But I can't follow through

I would shout it from the mountains
I would scream it across the sea
I would scribble it across the skyline
In the hopes that you would read

My words just tend to stumble
Or they make no sense
I always say I'm thinking
Of something else in my defense

I'm a little insecure 
I'm just a little shy
There's too much to let go
But I don't know why
I'll say something close to nothing
Cause it's the best that I can do
I'll start to make a sentence
But I can't follow through

It's just that you're so perfect
And I'm not close to your league
But I want to let you know
To take a look at me

Because there's more than you can imagine
Oh, there's more than you can tell
But my words just hold me back
And it's making my life hell

If you take the time
Then come and take a gamble
If I can form a sentence
Out of these broken shambles

You would soon find out
That my words are so much more
What we can have now together
Brings us so much to explore

I'm a little insecure 
I'm just a little shy
There's too much to let go
But I don't know why
I'll say something close to nothing
Cause it's the best that I can do
I'll start to make a sentence
But I can't follow through

I hope you understand this
It might get to you somehow
And if you can make sense of it
Then please tell me so right now

I don't want to sound desperate
But I know that it's true
Because I felt it from the first moment
But you don't have a clue

I'm a little insecure 
I'm just a little shy
There's too much to let go
But I don't know why
I'll say something close to nothing
Cause it's the best that I can do
I'll start to make a sentence
But I can't follow through

Reviews

[PunctualSideways]

A piece of advice from the end of the world
in prose not like cotton or gossamer twirled
From people who've witnessed the end of all matter
With comments ridiculous, as mad as a hatter

A beautiful poem for sure and certain
A window to the soul, one lacking a curtain
Your rhymes are similar and yet different
You space them apart but I get what you meant
I enjoyed me time here, but here along
Some lines are unwieldy, too short or too long
It's hard to improve on, and I wish you the best
I can only make comments, and you do the rest

Now if you'll excuse me, I think that makes four
Four was the limit, so show me the door
If ever you're wanting for yet more correction
Feel free to come looking in my direction
Comments obscure and unreasonable sure
But sometimes vague is the best sort of cure

Ì͏͏ ̷̢̢̛͡d̷͝i҉̶̨̡̛d͢͜͝͝n҉'̀͘҉ţ̀͜͡ ̢͟ḱ̵̕͠n̷͢ò̵͘͜͢w̢̛͠͏̧ ̡͜͡͞y̴̶̢͝͡o̵̕͝u̴͢ ̀͏̵w̶̨͏͜e͏̡r̸͢e̶̴̛͘ ́ş̧͞͠u̷͏͏ç̸̨̢͞h̸͘ ͏̶a̧̢͘͘͞ ̀́̕͘͜b͘͝i͘͢͟͠͞g̸̨̛͠ ̸̨̀͡҉f̶̢̧́a̷ń̡͞ ҉̛҉̀ǫ̶̢f̡͡ ̨̕͜p̧̧̛͠͡ǫ̷̸͡͞e̶̵̡̧̧t̶̸͢͢r͢͏̷y͝͡͏̡͟,̷҉̀͏̕ ̨́͢o̵͜͟l̴̵͠͠d̶͝ ̸̵̛f̴̡͘͡͝ŕ͠i҉̀͜ȩ̸n͏̡̛d̷͡.̧ ̶̢̛͠I̢͟͡'͏̵v̷̨̕e̛͜ ͏̡̛t̨҉͏o̸҉̷͟ĺ̴͡d̢͜͢͞͞ ̛̕͏̸̷y͘͜͞o̕҉̀͢u̸̕͜ ̶̧̛͜͡o҉̷̢͠ń̴̛͜c̶̡̀ę͞ ̶̛̀͢͞a͘͢͟n̶̨̛͞d̨̛͡͡ ̸̵̸͠I̵͡'̡̕͝҉l̵̢ĺ̷ ̢̀͘̕͝ţ̛̕͟ȩ͜l̨͏͟l̷̀͘͜͢ ̀҉͘͠ỳ҉̶̵o̸̷̴͡͞ų̛͡ ̨͢͞͡ą́͢͡͠ģ͢͝a͏̛i̡͟n͏̸́ ̶͢͜͞-̛͢͞ ͡ẁ̨̛á̴̢͞i̕̕͢t̷̢̢ ҉͠a̴̢̛͟t̡̡͜ ̸̨̧҉t͟h̸̛͠͡͞ę̵̵͜͟ ̀͘͠b̷̢̕͡a̢̛͏̴r̡̀͢͝ ̴̢̢̛f̶̨̀o҉͜ŕ̴̵̡͠ ̵̛m̨̛͠҉͘e̶͏.̡͟͠ ̵͢P͡͏l̢҉̨͡ȩ̸̛̛a̴҉̢s̷̨͢͠e̶̢̧͢.̨̛͘

[casablancavic]

Nice review

Very Dr Suess-like