Poetry

I want to

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Be more open, like an open field with nowhere to hide.

But every time I open my mouth, I see your judgemental eyes.

And I close my mouth and say the minimum.

Yet you ask me for more, but I can’t take the chance of you using it against me, so I pretend not to hear you.

And eventually, you give up, and I realize maybe being so open isn’t something I need or want with you anyways.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes

Published by mywords2228

Love writing poetry and reading tons of books. I also write short fiction stories and hope to include them on my page soon; I hope you enjoy my work, and thanks for stopping by my page.