Amending Fences

They all tell me that I love someone else But I do not share, I keep to myself I do not tell them, for experience Has kept me from dealing experience To those who could not care less about one Who needs a person to talk about tons Of feelings she’s bottling in, of stuff But when she plays her cards, she has to bluff For fear of spreading her gloom, if she spreads It, she will have trouble finding other heads To rest her weary mind, pessimism Cannot lose to happy optimism And so others avoid her, leave her gaze They do not partake in those awful days When she is so down, she cries at days’ end Before she snapped threads, now too hard to mend They all tell me that I love someone else But I do not share, I keep to myself I do not tell them, for experience Has kept me from dealing experience