Thursday, April 17, 2014

Trouble

It's all that I can do
To hold it all inside 
I tightly cross my arms
Maybe I can hide

Some claim to understand
Their smiling sweet intent 
While I explode inside 
With no way to vent

Some may look at me
As nothing but trouble
I'll stick those who know me
And let them all grumble

My deepest thoughts reside 
apprehensions and fears
The more I am pushed
Realities are clear

But I will hold my dreams
Knowing someone's near
While we dance inside
Until that time is here. 











 


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