Trust

Trust

A Poem by Just Plain Me
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Just me expressing

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This is why no one was supposed to be let in,
No one was supposed to have this power again.
I’m such a fool to think things would change,
to think things would become even a little less strange.

My soul was bared to someone and I was prone,
and now that I’m done, I’m left all alone.
I was so stupid to think someone would see a lass,
and not a monster with one hell of a past.

This is why no one was supposed to see me in all my shame,
They all just think that it’s another game.
I can’t believe what a dolt I’ve been, telling secrets, letting people in,
when will people see that this armor is not strong? That it is  made of tin?

I want my protection back, so I don’t feel anymore pain,
For some reason I thought by throwing it away, I might gain.
Now I remember why I don’t believe in trust,
because once its earned, it just begins to rust.

Don’t tell me you care if you don’t want to be shown what I am,
I am not some innocent Little Lamb.
No one needs to hold my hand any longer,
fighting my own fights will just make me stronger.

I don’t need what you people call emotion,
you people need to learn how absurd the notion.
You will never know the real me, and this I know,
for the me you see, is just part of a show.

Trust is only for the fools,
who think they know all of the rules.
When really trust is just a hidden jail,
where there is no set bail.

© 2010 Just Plain Me


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Oh this is so nice ,so beautiful ,yes I know its sad ,but there is so much fighting soul behind it
How I loved the spirits..this is so wonderful..
My soul was bared to someone and i was prone,Was all done and left all alone
What a dolt i ve been,telling secrets ,letting all people in
Want my armor back ,this was made of tin
ant my protection back .so never feel the pain
Now I know why I never believed in trust
I am not that innocent lamb,dont need you hold my hand
You will never know the real me,what you see is part of show ,part of me
This is only for the fools who think they know all the rules
Just great ,wonderful
lovely write..

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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well i think there's always that one person in your life that is trustworthy and loyal...but yea :( other than that, i agree for the most part... i'm kinda in this sort of boat right now in my life. anyway, i thought this was awesome. so descriptive...i liked it.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

what do you mean 'blah' this is a lovely write.

'My soul was bared to someone' beautiful personification absolutley loved it.

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

This is a very nice poem. I could feel the want to break rules and be accepted as what the author is. The choice of words and rhyming too is very good.The entire poem has a natural flow.

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Oh this is so nice ,so beautiful ,yes I know its sad ,but there is so much fighting soul behind it
How I loved the spirits..this is so wonderful..
My soul was bared to someone and i was prone,Was all done and left all alone
What a dolt i ve been,telling secrets ,letting all people in
Want my armor back ,this was made of tin
ant my protection back .so never feel the pain
Now I know why I never believed in trust
I am not that innocent lamb,dont need you hold my hand
You will never know the real me,what you see is part of show ,part of me
This is only for the fools who think they know all the rules
Just great ,wonderful
lovely write..

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Just Plain Me
Just Plain Me

Olympia, WA



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