resentment

[family and friends this is not directed to anyone in particular. anyone who writes knows that sometimes things come from the heart that not everyone is going to like. some are not going to like this poem. i hope that no one takes it too personally. although those that do just prove the negative parts of this poem right. i share the things that i know may not sit well with others because like it or not it is a part of me.]

you call it love, well i call 'em lies

you've no idea what the word love implies

you may say you love me, but i'm hardly what i seem

this doesn't come from a lack of self esteem

i bet that you won't read this 'cause you don't know i write

i bet you think i'm envious of what you call the light

oh and by the way i tried to end my life

but you wouldn't know that 'cause you're too focused on your wife

i understand, just do what makes you smile

just don't say you love me and then treat me like a child

don't say you love me, when you don't know my dreams

lets not listen to hear-say, 'cause its not as it seems

you say that you love me, but you don't have a clue

and if i apply these same rules, how can i say that i love you

i don't call to check on you, be you live or dead

but i stand by all the things that have been said

i preach peace, but dont know what its like

to lay my head down knowing everythings alright

you call it love, well i call 'em lies

you've no idea what the word love implies

i'm a good actress so you wouldn't know

that when i smile its all just a show

family's a joke, that's what i've learned

when you slander their name then they're concerned

love is a verb, it's something you do

all of you reading this know that it's true

i'm not asking for sympathy, lets just be real

you could really give less than a damn how i feel