Tell MeA Poem by A Christine2007
I sit alone, wondering what you think,
when you think of me. Am I everything you would have thought, that I can be? Please tell me. I do everything I can to impress you, do I make you proud too? You can tell me. I try my best to go with what's planned, but in your head you think I'm bland. If I make you mad, tell me. If I irritate you, tell me now. But if you love me, then show me how. © 2023 A Christine |
StatsAuthorA ChristineAboutPoet, Screenwriter, book & film reviewer, and mental health advocate. California native with a fernweh spirit but a starving artist pocketbook. Most of my poetry reflects my mental health journey. more..Writing
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