things i do not know

i just thought i'd be honest. i feel like a fraud. i absolutely do not know what i'm talking about when it comes to these topics. and so a little poem for you all, about my confession. i sometimes wish i've experienced more things but thinking about it now, i think i've mostly been sheltered. as much as i want to say i'm the woman of the world...alas, i'm not. so i should find it in my heart, what is it that i can write about with all honesty. from deep within my soul that i can share in to the world. in my own words. someday my muse will come and all these will be opened. maybe, again --fear is keeping it from me. i should break free one of these days and let the words flow through with the melody behind it and i shall present it all to you....my dear friends.

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i write about love and relationships
of broken hearts and blissful trips
perhaps of passion and romance
but i've never been in love, not even once

i sing about praises
of hymns of various places
maybe even mountains
of desserts, forests, and every terrain
but really i've never left my back yard

i speak as if i'm authority
of topics quite foreign to me
people listen of course
but i know nothing of the force

my imagination gone wild
of things i've never experienced
i talk about others lives
of various subjects under the skies
but i've never experienced these things
just illustrating pictures and creating paintings

i never claim to be an expert
nor have i said things as a fact
it's all a matter of opinion
just a bit, or perhaps an act

hate me not for this confession
just sharing my moments' passion
one day i hope i can say
i've tried these things one day