You and I,
We know each other on a certain level, if you must.
A certain level of friendship,
A certain level of trust.
We are no longer strangers.
And that is a danger.
We acknowledge that the other has feelings,
And that those feeling can be hurt,
Because we are both human beings.
So does this mean that you feel obligated
To not tell the truth,
To try and protect me,
Because, at first, the lies don't bring pain.
They fill me with pride,
For I feel like I've finally done something right.
You make it seem better then it was
Better than it will ever be.
And yet,
Because I tried,
And because I failed.
You feel obligated to be nice to me.
Yeah.... haha this one doesn't make any sense.....
YOU ARE READING
Translated thoughts
PoetryJust a book where I put all the emotions I don't want to show Welcome to my head Collection of freestyle poems (The first few suck. But then they get better. I promise)
