Of Conversation!

Sometimes I ask, can I converse?
Of words sense, thoughts so terse
I know not words to soothe you
I know not pain to hurt through

In days like these, can I speak?
Of thoughts so pure, not childish!
I know I make a lot things rough
I know my days will become tough

Sometimes I wonder, how subtle can I be?
I speak some words for you not to see
I know you mean not those words of pain
I know still, my mind will sustain

Just when I think, these moments are mine
Everything around is an act of time
I know not how to be mature to you
I know how to have a conversation through

I know my words don't speak my mind
I never learnt to utter thoughts, sigh! a sigh!
I am versed to hold back well
Am scared dear, to reveal, to tell