I bite my tongue until it bleeds
Concerned that those I love will leave
And let them do just as they please
For fear of being alone.
Although my needs are rarely met
Somehow I feel I owe a debt
Lest I be one they soon forget
And then I’ll be alone.
Despite the way I couch my words
Malice seems to be what’s heard
Nothing sticks and nothing’s learned
No wonder I’m alone.
One day I hope to find my voice
With those around me here by choice
On that bright day I will rejoice
Yes, that’s when I’ll be home.
Ribbon Chronicles
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