Heart on my sleeve
A phrase I thought didn't define me
But that's what I do
Every time I meet someone new
I show my best self
Put my best foot ahead
Give my all in a moments span
Figure a person out
Expect them to treat me the way I treat them
Then get disheartened when they don't do the same
And disappear in thin air from the persons life
Without any warning or good bye
I say I do this to save my self
From pain that I've already beared
For I'm but a fool to think people won't see
My hands drenched in red from the stabs on my sleeve
YOU ARE READING
Necessary Weeding
PoetryThere are times when you don't address your emotions for a long time for the fear of being judged by others and sometimes by your own self. This collection of poems is me addressing them
