Laughing and crying Was never easy for me. The life I had When I was young, Taught me to never show What I really felt.
I sometimes hide The way I feel, And very seldom cry Or even laugh. It makes people think That I do not care at all.
Being the way I am, Is not easy to control. I try very hard, you see, And try to voice The way I feel, But it doesn't always work.
I let certain people Treat me badly Because I need them To stay my friend. Maybe that is a little wrong, But that's my inner id Telling me it is okay.
I get depressed when Someone speaks ill of me. I can't imagine why But they do so anyway. I cry inside and turn away, Never letting them know it at all.
And then there's jokes That are really funny, But sometimes I just can't laugh. I know it is very rude But I can't really help it If my giggle box is turned off.
Even when someone I know, Is in the hospital And needs company and cheering, I can't stay long enough to let them know I really care. I cannot converse in such a place.
So I ask you, What am I to do? I do pray to God To give me a better attitude. I just don't know What to do With this my inadequate feelings.
by Jann Newland ©August 2006 |