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The evolving problem

Is it wrong to be jealous
Is it wrong that I wonder..what is it that you do
My nerves can't take it
I need to release this anger that resides inside of me
Why don't you get it?
Of course, I know you never will 
I know you won't open your eyes to see
To see what has been eating me
You call it over reacting
I call it coming back to reality
My body. I've been used. My skin is no good
My heart is torn
I've been broken
At times by choice
But then again, I've always been naive
I always believe what people say to me
Why don't you let me see
See what it is that you don't "hide" from me
It hurts
It hurts to know, the question I want to ask
Has an answer I will never understand 
You will always call it over reacting
But me
I'm alive and I have feelings that take over every inch of me
That make me hate my every being 
You look at me and don't see
What's so clear
What's so real
My heart can't anymore.
Can't take this anymore

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keith jeffries

Wed 19th Apr 2017 20:14

Hello Eli, your poem is cry from the heart, beautifully expressed. You must write more. Thank you. Keith

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