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•••••• Inspired by Krista Delle Femine ~Still the Fool~ •••••• I always find myself here With little to no explanation I'm thinking it's because I elicit fear They avoid my intensity Every bombastic and overcharged emotion that overflowes from me I believe they mean to But they seem to pull themselves through It's always something I did Or didn't do It's so much rejection I've lost track of the lesson It's only humility And wanting from someone Something they don't have for me They often pretend Put up a good front and deny the lie I have to keep all of me inside And leave it for everyone else to interpret what one of my issues it could be Then it falls on me Only on me We don't have to wait and see What I can't be Even alone I can't be free Not really I'm still the fool writing about this Letting them live rent free in my poetry ©2024
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Aug 2, 2024
Aug 2, 2024 at 2:52 PM UTC
~•§•~ Always the Fool ~•§•~
•••••• Inspired by Krista Delle Femine ~Still the Fool~ •••••• I always find myself here With little to no explanation I'm thinking it's because I elicit fear They avoid my intensity Every bombastic and overcharged emotion that overflowes from me I believe they mean to But they seem to pull themselves through It's always something I did Or didn't do It's so much rejection I've lost track of the lesson It's only humility And wanting from someone Something they don't have for me They often pretend Put up a good front and deny the lie I have to keep all of me inside And leave it for everyone else to interpret what one of my issues it could be Then it falls on me Only on me We don't have to wait and see What I can't be Even alone I can't be free Not really I'm still the fool writing about this Letting them live rent free in my poetry ©2024
Inspired by Krista Delle Femine Still the Fool https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4858445/still-the-fool/
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Aug 2, 2024
Aug 2, 2024 at 2:52 PM UTC
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