The Conflict...
How I feel is how I feel
It's not a choice, just being real
Don't like it here; but what I do
A part of me, like wearing shoes
When I go out, or I stay in
There is a constant sad within
The thoughts don't stop, have NO control
They go down into my very soul
"Change your thinking, it works", they say
But feels like a lie - game I cannot play
Wearing on my Friends, like a burden,
feel
Sometimes around, sometimes under the wheel
Of life - just go on with mud on my face
Til I get home, and to my place
Of rest, feel like that's all I do
Is sleep - it's hard to force myself
to
Interact with others - feel a need to explain
So I go, and pretend, then just home again
Don't know if it's "healthy", don't really care
Just don't like how I feel when I honestly share
And
it's negative, though, how I really feel
Most people can't handle when I'm really REAL
Connie R Jordan... 091618
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