Angst Poetry 101...

[weemadando]

Bring it home.

Terrified. To scared to move.
You sit there, unable to talk.
You can't explain yourself.
Why should you? Its not you!
Making small talk. Avoiding the point.
This isn't how its meant to be.
Where did the love go?
And the hope?

What did you do wrong?
Nothing. You are you.
Its them that can't accept it.
Then why are you so afraid?
Its you. They love you.
They say.

Now there's the doubt.
Creeping back into the mind.
You almost had the courage.
But then you lost it.
Why can't you tell them.
Is it disappointment?
Its an awkward silence.

Its you. Why can't they accept that?


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Written for the hell of it in the past five minutes.