Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Can I Publish This?

Sometimes I hold back
For fear that you won't understand me
Keep my words held
But it's like chains and I can't stand free
You don't always comprehend
Everything that I can do
But know in this world
I can count better and higher than two
There are one hundred different ways
In which I know how to be a man
But know there are stories
Countless authenticities that I have yet to understand
You claim me to everyone
I am completely held back from you
And I so admire you
But I fear that you fear my aptitude
We all are codependent
Yet, there is fruit in the loneliness
You smile, I smile
You aren't the root of my happiness

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