Some things we simply cannot tell, to those we care about....
what if they'd get the wrong idea, and change their mind, or doubt?
perhaps they'd see that I am weak, when they believe I'm strong....
or maybe thy're convinced I'm right when actually I'm wrong.
What if they took it really bad , and rumors start to fly..
my reputation badly stained, and things intensify?
people often fail us-imperfections in us all...
we tend to form opinions and to be so critical.
Sometimes the words just are not there when feeeling really low...
we can't quiet put our finger on, what's wrong with us, and so....
we'll spend alot of energy to bury it inside..
in hopes that it will go away- we'll keep preoccupied.
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I 'm not real sure where this write came from I just felt the need to write it,it came tome very suddenly..
Written March 13th, 2006
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i like this poem and i realy understand the feeling you are describeing. keep up the good work
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