I'm sorry
that I don't laugh at the right times
or find it easy to smile.
But you have to understand
that I don't understand
your world.
I get so confused,
so intimidated by the faces
I no longer know.
For you it's easy,
to lie and say that you're okay,
to hide your dark side.
But I've never been that strong.
YOU ARE READING
Seeking Solace
Poetry"No One Sane writes a novel" "Now you see What's wrong with me." // Chicklit #366 Miscellaneous poems of a never ending sort.