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CAUGHT IN THE MIDDLE

Caught in the middle of lies, drama, and tears

You expect me to side with her

He's my friend too

She doesn't always tell the truth

I can't say yes or no

Or disagree or agree

Until I have all the facts

But you demand my loyalty to her

You demand me to forget about

The demons inside of me

Threatening to choke me, to grab hold of my mind and shake it up and let it explode like a shaken up coke bottle

You expect me to tell you all the deats

With a smile on my face, choosing your side

Don't force me to choose

Don't force me to agree

For if I choose against you, you think I am against YOU

And if I disagree with you, you think I disagree with YOU

 

You think I am disrespectful and indifferent

I'm not super excited to talk about the dramas of our family

When I am living in a hell, from time to time

When I am in a dark hole, slowly falling away into the abyss of my mind

You say, You don't have to be so secret all the time

I say, When I tell you what's really going on, you think I'm making stuff up

You expect perfection out of me and when I mess up, which I do all the time,

It is a big deal and I am the worst child in the world

 

At least Dad is being forgiving and our wounded souls are being healed

We're reaching out more towards one another

And not causing more negativity in our lives

Any future negativity is blamed on me

Because I'm so negative ALL THE TIME

What a lie

You don't see that the negativity is here all the time, I FEEL it ALL THE TIME

You're either too blind or too afraid to see

That you cause much of the negativity

Not all, but most

 

Life is screwy, life is a mess

But it is also beautiful and worth living for

But too often than not

I get caught in the middle of it all

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Written by
bellalta
Published
Jul 14, 2013
Lines·Words
39·353
Notes

I can often express myself the best when I am upset and emotions are high, words are clearer to me, and I can get it all out of my head.  This poem was written during an intense moment, which is still going underway, or rather, an intense time in my life.

Also, the end doesn't flow that well, so if you have any suggestions, I'm open to them!  Thank you!

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