The Inner Workings of a Troubled Mind: A Collection of Prose and Poetry

Him-Part 3

I'm tired of your games

and your secretive ways

The way you say "Don't worry about it"

when I ask you something simple

Like "How was your day"

I'm tired of your comments

And the things you whisper under your breath

When I turn my head

I'm tired of the not knowing

Not knowing how you feel

and who you feel it for

or if you feel anything at all

I'm tired of the name-calling

The "bitch" and "smartass"

You say it so often

I can't tell if you're joking anymore

I'm tired of going out of my comfort zone

and showing you how I feel

And you not even giving me the slightest clue

I'm tired of everything about you

of the way you treat me

the way you talk to me

the way you look at me

But,for some reason,

all of this tiredness

doesn't put my feelings to rest