Poetry

Why is

It that the little bit you give me

Just isn’t enough and when you make me feel.

This way it’s more frustrating than pleasant.

Am I getting too much inside my head that I am missing what my heart is saying?

Will this struggle ever end?

Or will I have to say the words I’ve been trying to hold in this whole time?

Too afraid to share for rejection has been more of a friend to me than being accepted for all of me.

Will you see me as others do?

Or will you be different?

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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