Talk

Tell the sky your secrets,

Whisper them to the stars.

They’ll all listen in silence,

To you spilling out your heart.

Tell the trees your regrets,

Shout them to the leaves.

The one that falls for you to catch,

Tells you life’s better than it seems.

Tell the wind your worries,

Scream them to the air.

It will blow them all away,

And you’ll no longer care.

So tell me about your past,

Whisper it all to me.

I'll listen to everything you have to say,

Whatever that may be.