StillA Poem by Catherine Macatangayim overcaffeinated and anxious and i forgot my wallet at home and driving downtown stresses me out i just wanna sing and i just whipped this up ya ya yaI feel still when my lips speak in melodies Though my heart shakes and my hands tremble, I feel the ground beneath my feet, Anchored in song Though my voice, it lacks much And my musicality only goes so far I find peace and I find relief In the serenity of song © 2019 Catherine Macatangay |
StatsAuthorCatherine MacatangayAbouti write to relieve 22 / infp-isfp studying media production and psychology i treasure kindness and humility more..Writing
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