Life Stings

Words come much easier when I write them on paper

they stumble with trouble, fumbling out of my mouth

You ask me politely how I am feeling

then boldly talk over, dismissing whatever comes out

Deepening the feelings, that I don’t like me either

makes me frustrated, wondering why do I try

Cordials my safe place, shallow greetings, then, goodbye

the depths of the lonely, would make a stronger soul cry

I’ve learned, no one really cares what I I’m thinking

as long as I’m saying what they want to hear

As soon as I show I might have need of something

like love or money, they up and disappear

I close my eyes, squeeze them tightly together

wishing somehow, I could just fade away

The path of least resistance keeps me here, tethered

in this bar-less prison with walls my words made