My Insides
Double Minded
I doubt that my insides reflect my outsides
Outside, I want to trust and love you
inside an eerie feeling brews.
Outside I smile and carry on
inside my feelings don't
have words attached
just signals of how
you make me feel
apprehensive and rushed.
Thoughts speaking in riddles
reminding my mind
of your unkindly acts
you treat me as a pigeon.
My outside can no
longer stretch to hide
The strain of pain
I feel inside.
How do I look at you
And not feel disdain.
Sad to know my kindness
somehow appeared as weak.
You don't acknowledge what I speak.
Inside myself, I get caught up
Outside myself, I want to show.
What my insides, really know.
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