Everything Wells Up Inside

Everything wells up inside.

I let it out when I cry.

Mabye I shouldn't keep it all inside.

 

The smile on your face.

The glee I can taste.

My happiness can't keep pace.

 

The sadness she shows.

It grows, and grows, and GROWS.

I wonder if my sadness shows.

 

His anger is his pride.

It often makes her cry.

Then I see why,

Everything wells up inside.

Author's Note

This is from quite a few years ago. Just thought it was worth saving, so any criticism is welcome. I understand that there is room for improvement.

Reviews

[joey]

everyone feels they need to improve upon the original words....but maybe in keeping the true form it shows the raw greatness of it....i enjoy it as is. our happiness can never keep pace :)

[C.E.Grey]

Why thank you. I often have that stance when it comes to poetry and often just leave it as is even when people give suggestions. Haha guess that's just my preference. Glad you enjoyed it :)