I Can Cry Whenever I WantA Poem by Naomi BloomI can cry whenever I want It is an actor’s dream I can cry whenever I want It’s just coursing through my veins That hurt, ungratefulness Inner discord It’s calling to me Let it out! But I hold it in so well I am a terrible actor I have an unexpressive face Or maybe just a lack of courage in expressing emotions Tears are physical Aren’t they? Or are they emotional? I am a terrible actor Because I’m so good at catching and keeping What should be out in the open I can cry whenever I want © 2013 Naomi Bloom |
StatsAuthorNaomi BloomOntario, CanadaAboutAn amateur writer of poems, short stories and other types of writing. I recently graduated from university and I am trying to figure out what to do with my life. Victorian England, name meanings, be.. more..Writing
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