why is it that every time you are smiling and kissing on me
you're about to do something that is upsetting
things aren’t as I see them you say
hmmmmm
what eyes am I looking through today
the ones with rose colored glasses always finding the good
or the clear ones that say enough is enough
I love you from the depth of this soul I am feeling
and the hurt that keeps showing up - real or imagined
is wearing me thin, making me old and tired - I have more life in me
than this
and I am sad
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