if what I read
held any truth
if it was more about me
and less about you
if it was less opaque
things I contemplate
then maybe, just maybe
things would be great
I think it could go
if there were two
less about others
just me and you
the things you say
and the things you do
would make the difference
in how things are skewed
I could write the book
on how you think
when it all falls down
I'm pushed to the brink
apologies given
you keep your grip
as insecurities
slowly slip
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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