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Wednesday, September 20, 2017

I Tell You A Story Instead

So I was going through my notebooks and found this poem that I wrote ... I'm going to say seven or eight years ago, because there's a line that indicates that it was when my dad was unemployed. I don't think I finished it ... because there's a started verse on the next page ... but I think where it ends is fine enough.

And there was a specific person that I had in mind that I was talking to when I wrote this poem, one of my sister's friends.

You hurt me the last time I told you,
The last time my true thoughts I said.
And you wonder that I never share now,
That I tell you a story instead.

You don't know the sorrow that builds up,
The tears that are so far unshed.
I don't want to tell you about it,
So I tell you a story instead.

You point out my flaws with a vengeance, 
But your critique sinks my effort like lead.
Yet, to your own flaws you never will listen,
So I tell you a story instead.

I don't tell you about all my worries
About how next month we'll be fed.
Instead, I tell you of nice things.
Yes, I tell you a story instead.

I'm told to not be a gossip,
For that is how rumors are spread.
I won't tell you the tales of another
I'll tell you my stories instead.

You say that I live in a dreamworld,
That near to the clouds is my head,
But I can't tell you what truly bugs me,
And I tell you a story instead.

3 comments:

  1. I'm not sure whether to be scared or impressed by how much I can relate to this at times. Excellent work.

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  2. Owwwwwwwwch...!

    Isn't it just so true, though? People think they can criticize and tell you how to live your life (and shame on you if you don't live the way they think you ought!), but if you were to do it to them, well...! Grr.

    Big giant hugs, girlie. :'-(
    <3 ~R~

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