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Feb 2015 · 709
Never Understood
Anna Nightingale Feb 2015
It's not your job to take care of me
Not that you ever could.
It's not your job to fix me
Not that you ever would.
It's not your job to make me feel safe
Not that you ever should.
Because I have never shown you the real me
For you have never understood.

Never understood the pain that has felt worse than acid rain
Or all the chances I give to people for it to just go down the drain.
Never understood that because of my guarded heart, I can create these works of art
Or at night I just need someone to hold me so I won't fall apart.
Never understood how all of these emotions are bigger than all the oceans
Or how I have a short fuse and I blow up worse than explosions.
Never understood why my brain has these screams,
Let alone why you're always in my dreams
Or  how sometimes I feel like no one is on my team.
Never understood that I'm trapped with all this rage in this bird cage
Or how all I want to do with my life is turn to the next page.
Never understood why I am on this Earth
Or how I'm hoping to prove more than my worth.

For I now hope you can fill in the blank.
You only have nightfall to thank.
In the morning, I will not feel the same
Because I have learned better to hide my shame.
But for now
Let's play a little game.
How fast can we gather the inner demons
And manage to keep them tame?
This poem means a lot to me.  Feedback is appreciated.

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