My words don’t rhyme,
My clothes don’t match,
The time is never right,
The need to know stays on my mind.
I try to stay on the low,
Taming my wondering mind with jokes,
Picking my words to hide the pain,
I shut the world out with a fake smile of hope.
The need to know keeps me up,
The thoughts of the future make my heart race,
The peace of mind belongs to those who know,
But nobody knows.
I want to know what tomorrow holds,
I search and search for words to say,
I search my heart for thoughts to think,
But the need to know stays consuming me.
Ronkeslens 
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