You ask if I’m OK
every single day
do you really want to know
or are you putting on a show
do you ever wonder why
you always get the same reply
it’s what you want to hear
no real concern if I am sincere
do you think that I can’t see
you don’t really care about me
I don’t know what to say
I always seem in the way
I really don’t fit in
is that my greatest sin
I often wonder why
I bother to even try
no one really knows
the extent of all my woes
I’ll go back in my shell
live in my personal hell
When the time has come
And all is said and done
you don’t have to ask if I’m OK
it doesn’t matter anyways
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Author:
shattered angel (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is the first poem I am showing to the public. I tend to write when I’m going through something and it triggers my anxiety and depression. Any tips on how to improve are welcome.
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Comments2
Loved your poem, I so could identify with it. I to once was in a relationship and found me asking the same questions. loved your rhyme it made it flow great.
Thank you
Your very welcome
self-empowerment begins
with facing, our truth's
and working our way, till
our weaknesses, become
that which drives us, to seek
more from life..
and with these words, you're clearly
well on your way to excavating
your own source of power
from within;
a utility, no one can taint or steal
from you, just keep going
striving for your own truth
and reassuring your own
sense of worth, with each
choice, you make for yourself..
stay Strong! dear poet
what an exemplary way
to utilise your Art
Thank you
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