I could close my eyes,

dream while I’m awake,

I could shake the tree

of memories

of the dried out leaves

of regret and suffering.

Do you hear me now?

I’m here shouting aloud.

I need more than kind words.

I hope you’ll understand if I don’t

always say the right words,

I’m not here to impress you

or change who I am

to meet your expectations of me,

I’m here to be me

and I need help from someone, anyone.

Categories: poetry writing

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