When My Strength Ends and Pretense Begins...

do not be deceived my friend

of the strength you say i have

I'm vulnerable too, because im only human

but i dont show it

i cry too, because i have to

but not through my eyes

but through my poetry... in my heart

i get hurt easily

but i lift my chin instead

im the touchy type

and i also want to be touched

(gently, soothingly, no groping, no forcing)

and i also want to touch

(subtly, tenderly, with meaning, full of feelings)

i dont easily show emotions

oftentimes deeply... you just dont see

it seems i know where im going

what im supposed to do

what i want

BUT ITS A PRETENSE

sometimes, im lost

i dont know what to do

or where to go

you say im strong,

i believe I AM

life has dealt me too many blows

for me to be gullible and naive

for me to be intensely emotional

ive tasted the god's idea of poision

shattered dreams, crumbled aircastles,

broken promises, fallen hopes

to survive all these

I HAD to be strong

but alas, my friend!

do not be deceived....

try to see

where my strength ends and pretense begins....

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