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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

How I felt sometimes.


When I am alone,

I am happy...

Yet at the same time



I can be who I am

Yet no one to show.

I shy away

When the opportunity comes.


I love the quite

But want a body right by mine

Anothers arms

Wrapped around me.


When I am with others

Im sad

Yet oh so joyful...



I feel the comfort 

Of others

Yet I feel judged

Expected to be perfect.


The truth is

Im confused

Alone and happy

Alone and sad


Im not perfect

And when expected to be

I shut down

Close others out.


Yet I love others approval

I love their acceptance

I show who I am

But only when I want to


I can't decide

If I perfer to be alone

Or to be surrounded

Each has its ups

But each has it's downs.


Submitted: January 07, 2012

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Brian W

A good poem and one that shows your feelings...There are others who will relate to this...The secret is to accept/find yourself and be happy with who you are No one is perfect..Keep writing

Thu, January 19th, 2012 11:12pm


Thank you very much!

Fri, January 20th, 2012 1:42pm

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