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Which form shall this poetry be? I do not care, but let it rhyme I suppose. My need to write within me grows simple reflections yield emotional complexities I swim in my own depths; alone, and answers are so hard to find in here no one but time finds me, now grown. I wish I would have found you sooner, but I did not. I cannot bring you back, it has been too long I say I do not care, and you know that is my fear. My inner child; you may have known, but forever locked in an ocean of emotion that I cannot see clearly through; that sea of ambiguity, of which everything is confusing, so I respond angrily. I think when you mean to help and you call out it sounds as a shout so I take another route These feelings you have, we do not share. I don't care...why must this be how we interact?