The Cat Next-Door
an original poem by Jason White
Sometimes I put too much stock
In what you think
Of me
Of him
Of her
Of them
Of the fucking cat next-door
Sometimes I hear you coming
And I hide
Everything I am doing
Everything about me
And I put on a face that is bored
And deep inside
I cringe at the sound of your voice
I thought I'd expand my wings
I thought I'd live a little
For a moment I forgot I wasn't alone
A d I betrayed myself
With a smile
You asked me what I was thinking
And I told you
Nothing
Because I just can't hear what you'd say
Sometimes I don't want to hear
What you have to say
About the fucking cat next-door
About the Creator
Jason White
Jason White is a father, a grandfather, knowledge seeker and sharer. Jason is the owner of Growth Positive Consulting where he puts his fundraising and management skills to great use. He is a writer, a woodworker, and a philanthropist.
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