It was always okay
For me to be me
To tend to others
And giggle like i was free
It was always a good time
If i intently gave my attention
To those surrounding
Eager for affection
The smile i offered
It was always a lie
Unseen; no one who mattered
Tied up inside
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
This is the way we’re taught to show ourselves to the world – smile and keep our troubles to ourselves. Thank heaven for poetry – it plumbs our hearts and sets us on fire. Sending you love, Audrey. You are going to feel all that goodness on the inside.
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Yes, you’re correct, many have felt the pressures to do so. Sending my love, as well. Thank you
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Thank you
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was a great reading
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This disturbs me a bit, Poetess. I suppose we all turn an outward smile to the world, even if inside, we’re hurting or afraid, but how blessed we creative types are to have an outlet for our feelings!
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It is a true blessing to have this space where my words and feelings can be released. Thank you, Debbie.
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So many live in heroic hidden misery.
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Indeed it is so, but we must remember it is all relative and many suffer far worse, I’m told.
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Yes. You are right.
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🙂
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The heart always speaks the truth, well done, and a nice new song for you, of Xavier Rudd’s, enjoy.
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I so enjoyed this song and it’s message, Ivor. I thank you.
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This is hard to read, Audrey – evidence of how well crafted it is.
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It’s much easier to share with such incredible support. Thank you, Dan.
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It’s nice that she gets out a bit now. Nice to “see” you again ma’am.
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Thank you for supporting my poetry, C. Her place setting is somewhere near, I think.
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💓
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Thank you, Candice
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The worst way to live. Thank you, Audrey.
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Quite right, my friend. You’re welcome. Always.
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😀
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