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Juvenilia do you see yourself the way i do
i see a nervous little girl
giggles, you won't make eye contact
are you afraid of me
of what i'll think
i ask how you are
"fine" you say
but are things really fine with you
you call it the standard answer
but i don't pursue it
i have a feeling you wish i did
there's more going on
but you don't tell me
is it out of intimidation
i may be older
but friends are friends
do you think you're in love with me
your hands are shaking
stiffly you sit on the bed
choosing your words carefully
why don't you just open up
i make small talk
books, music
it's all superficial
i can't get you to talk as yourself
so i get up to leave
i see your hesitation
you've got words on the tip of your tongue
so just TALK
but you don't
so i go
because everything is fine.
HEy. Umm Could you do me a favour. read Finaly free OVER> because I made a mistake and only posted half the poem so I'm sorry- IT sucked. : ( . Anyways your poem- This is one of my favourites. Not as forcefuly passionate you know. like whith Hate/ But I love the mixture of emotions, It's like all the confusion but there;'s like this bit of need in there too and , it's just a jumble of everything. I like so much. It's great. Thankyou for righting this!
That's a neat way to write, from someone else's perspective, wondering what you're thinking. Really creative :)