My past
Taught me how to feel
Dependence
Wiped me clean
Trust nobody
Speak of only pleasantries
Happiness always favored
Darkness nonexistent
Always available
Soft shouldered girl
A quiet ear bending
My dear,
Let them tell you anything
Don’t fight
Never a cross word
Truth thought absurd
Look beautiful
Shan’t let them see me cry
Oh the lies, lies, lies
My feelings meant for nobody
Stay controlled
Find my fate
Alone
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Ooo, I really like this. It speaks to me of toughness! Which is nice.
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Ahh, well it speaks for lack of toughness actually. Audith, is a coward. Mostly.
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Well, yes, in the beginning, but then it seemed to get tougher. And that’s exactly why you’re not. 🙂
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You make me smile…just stop. Or don’t..
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I think you may agree with me. 🙂 It’s really true. Courage isn’t the absence of fear. And I’m sure it’s rather the same with being tough.
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You are correct. Yet fear shouldn’t really exsist, should it?
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Not in a perfect world, no. But in this one, yes! Without fear there’d be no bravery! And how would the professor be a hero?
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Tis true!! Where is Hector? ?!!
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Out fighting the Greeks, I think. Would you like me to get him?
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He’s probably super swamped. ..
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I’m sure of it!
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Boo hiss!!!! 😦
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You can talk to me anytime. I’ll listen.
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Thank you, Shari. Just getting in deep with my book. The poetry is lending its ear that way. I will take you up on that offer. Don’t be surprised if I send a note. Writing my heart out is tough stuff. Not to mention trying to stay calm through it all.
Hugs and thank you so much for showing me your concern.
~Audrey
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Interesting. Makes me think about how people never want to hear complaints even if they ask for an honest answer to ‘how are you doing?’ Shows how many people only want to hear about the good events in a person’s life.
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That is completely correct, Charles. 🙂 You are a quick study, my dear.
I think it’s important to stay present in our friends lives, don’t you. To not allow them to be “okay”. Trust that there is always something that needs to be said. One just has to wait patiently for it to come out of them.
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What’s the point of friends if they’re not there during the bad times? Sounds rather limited to me.
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Being there for the tough times and truly wanting to hear the junk…two different things. 🙂 I’m a believer in sitting still until thier real stories come out. I am the one who needs to, then allow my real stories out. One much easier than the other. 🙂
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Very well said.
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