I strung a string, a broken cord
I’ve been trying to search for the perfect words. Yet I feel like there’s someone who will always take some offense or not read things the way I meant it. Some days what I say may capture some aspect of one person’s life when it is just a glimpse of a small portion of my day or what I’m really feeling. A different narrative, a different day. I don’t know what all the perfect words are. I strung a string, a broken cord. A simple song now sounds wrong. I just hope you know my heart.