Sitting On My Words

Give me a reason to exist

As I lie here with my words

Give me a reason to insist

To voice ideas to the nerds


For I will shyly resist

For why should I speak

Thus you should persist

if my ideas you seek


A silent stream I consist

of thoughts flowing between ears

yet there they subsist

kept back by vibrant fears


Therein lies the fatal twist

as here my shy words do stand

yet they obscured, are missed

as I sit, words detained, canned