Meant to be

Thoughts come to my mind,
​

So I quickly run to find, ​

a pen that could express, ​

my thoughts; more or less.​

It's hard to put on paper, ​

exactly how you feel.​

While people around ask,​

"What's the big deal?".​

I wish they could see, touch,​

feel, and hear like me.
I guess it just wasn't​

meant to be.​

 

Ah, but there is always that argument that it is the very unspeakable variety of possible perceptions that makes yours so unique.

 

dig that ! yahhhhhhhhhhhh

 

hahaha, this is some truth right here. Keep pens everywhere. "more or less" I was about to say it always seems to be less, but realized sometimes it's so much more. Case in point see above