You know sometimes I do not know how to stop the things I say. Quickly building a defense against what come and what may.
You know sometimes I do not know how to stop the things I say.
Quickly building a defense against what come and what may.
Confused most of the time about whatís going on.
Not sure what why when or how these things begin/begun.
At moment of fight the anger the hurt takes flight.
The feeling that you donít believe in me.
That alone I stand and even you I have to make see.
That I try so hard and most of the time Iím doing fine.
Why carry on and attack me why canít certain things just left to be.
Only knowing not wanting to proceed.
With these malicious thoughts and evil deeds.
I donít want to always feel the need
To explain to you my actions, to feel insufficient to feel mean.
I hate the person that lingers inside of me.
The one that emerges when the argument arises.
The one who looks and seeks disguises.
The one who linger and look for reasons.
The one who seems to always start the fight..
I can say sorry in many diff languages and many ways.
But you will never see what these little arguments do to me.
I can only wonder and hope that you will feel, that you will see.
How much I love you and how much to me you mean.
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