Overrated, underrated, and sometimes
disregarded in the name of sparing
your feelings
Keeps me true to myself
And oddly true to you.
If I don’t tell you plainly
exactly what I see, then we
head directly down the dark
path of deathly insecurity
and jealousy and fantasy
and worlds that cease to be.
And if I tell you plainly
what eats me up inside,
Do you have an obligation
to answer–, or, at least, deny?
Here’s the truth from
My narrow vantage point:
You came into my world
And now it’s out of joint–
I cannot reverse its tipping
I cannot slow down the train
Just leave me ’til tomorrow
And I’ll be whole again–
Otherwise, I’ll be dead
And it won’t matter either way.
Word Play 