Mask 2

Mask 2

A Poem by Sangria Green

Its surprising how you can seem so in control of everything...

 but so helpless to change.

I'm always so amazed when you come back alive... 

they say its like I don't want you too even when I cry tears of joy.

that’s right...

I was crying .

Isn't hard to believe ? I was crying .

But it was sweet of you to think that I wouldn't need help .

That I could handle it on my own and not tire or be afraid .

No that is just not my style .

No that’s not something I would do, right?

No I don't agree with that

 I can be weak..

Its only human nature

I can be proud

What else do you expect

I can be loud

Go neck and neck

But it was sweet of you to think that i wouldn't need help.

That i could handle it on my own and not tire or be afraid .

No that is just not my style .

I rip and tear apart my enemies...

not the other way around.

It hardly seems fair...

 that other women...

 complain of being called weak .

Yet will give into to need to use the strongest

  to reach their own needs .

 How sad...

 it must be for them...

if they have any self-dignity

  But It was sweet of you to think that i wouldn't  need any help.

That i could handle it on my own and not tire or be afraid .

No that is just not my style.

              and i thank you for telling me that I was your idol

even when I was weak...

even when I could always feel...

And it was tears of joy

I feel when I see you alive .

Oh how I love you .

I was crying...

 

© 2008 Sangria Green


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Added on February 8, 2008

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Sangria Green
Sangria Green

columbia, SC



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I love to write, and i want to become an author and an animator. more..

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