Have you ever been bored,
In a quiet room,
And thought of all the things you could do?
You could scream, shout, thrash all about-
But you won't.
Self Control, my friend, is the thing we've all got,
Even when we think we have but not.
Keeps us grounded, out of harm-
Away
From
Embarrassment's arms.
YOU ARE READING
rain.
PoetryThoughts. Poems. Rain. They all can tap, patter, or slam at your brain. The difference is, Thoughts will drive you insane.
