I'll think what i please.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem for a friend that at one tme told me not think like i did when that friend thought similar things.

Submitted: June 14, 2009

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Submitted: June 14, 2009



You tell me not to say these things.
And yet you ask whats wrong.
I told you to prepare yourself,
For things that will leave you hurt and torn.
I don't want to hurt you
in any way shape or form,
But ifyou ask whats wrong,
get ready to feel torn.

Im sorry i cant share the pain with you,
but its too much for me to bare.
I can't let my words hurt you,
and sometimes it feels like your not there,
to listen to me when im falling apart.
Sometimes its like you dont care.
Its my own fault im feeling this way.
I just wish someone was there...

This pain i feel is killing me.
Im slowly dying inside.
I dont let these things leak through,
I lock them in my own mind.
though they may get worse in there,
They are locked inside my head.
I wont tell you my perspective on life
because we will all wind up dead.

I hate myself for hiding things,
From the one i love.
But i cant let it hurt you too.
Its stinging like cuts.
Its so hard to live like this,
With these secrets inside,
but i cant let my horrible life hurt you,
Not after what it has done to I.

But i guess what confuses me the most,
is when you ask whats wrong.
and If i start to tell you,
You wont listen very long.
You tell me not to say those things,
But it i know it wont make them go away.
I wish i could stop thinking like this,
But it is just my ways...

Copyright 2009 Nicole McMahon

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