people
want to talk to me.
i don't have much to say.
i've always been like this,
quiet,
into myself;
however,
i do think a lot.
too much, so i've been told.
people say,
slick,
you think too much.
quit thinking
so much.
ok, i'll say to them,
i'm not thinking for a while.
they'll say, good,
now let's talk.
ok, i'll say.
so then,
we'll sit there for a while.
and then,
i'll begin thinking again.
they'll say,
you don't have much to say,
do you?
i'm sorry,
what did you say?
i was busy thinking.
(5-11-2016)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem