Words

Lots and lots of words
Talking used for words
Or words used for talking?
Running for the sake of going
Or going for the sake of running?
Smiling to create laughter
Or laughter to create smiling?

This can be that, and that, this
Sometimes I want to talk just to be heard
But often I want to be heard just so I can talk
I have nothing to say, but yet in my silence I say so much
The rain falls to produce life
But I've found that life often produces rain
The sun shines to warm my heart
But how often does my hear warm the sun?
How do my actions effect those around me?
Too much though, others effect my actions
I have an urge to run and skip and frolic in a field of yellow
I want to scream and dance to the rhythm of the drums
Forget this life I've made for myself
When will this become that, and that, this?
I have no purpose, I just want to write for words
I hope beauty flows from my pen, but for now me pen flows from beauty
When I am here I want to be there, and when there, here