I fight so hard to keep everyone away,
I beg and ask for space.
Don't want to be locked up,
Can't afford to be tied down.
Then at night, I'm sad because
no one else is around.
I want to be held and I want to care.
But when the time comes to it, there's nothing there.
I have nothing left.
I push everyone I know, then beg strangers to stay.
Always running when things are fine,
Still afraid that I'll wake up only to be wrong.
Really it's all my fault, it's always my fault.
I can't give and I won't take,
If I'm asked to stay I run.
Before it all goes wrong I make my escape.
Can't let anyone down, can't let anyone see my flaws.
I fight so hard to keep everyone away.
I beg and hope you can't see my face.
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Clinomania
PoetryA collection of poems and essays. Thoughts and passages about life and the human things we all do in our lives. All of the indescribable feelings we all possess.
