Hodera
Let It Out
I wrote some poems in my room the other day
They didn’t help to ease my thoughts. I threw them all away
What am I saying? I’m not quite sure. I’m going crazy
I want to let it out, but I don’t know how. Can you help me?

What am I saying?
I want to let it out

I called my father, didn’t know what to say
I called my brother, in Rhode Island. He wouldn’t answer me
What am I saying? I’m not quite sure. I’m going crazy
I want to let it out, but I don’t know how. Can you help me?