Another Old Poem, Written Age 16

Please don’t tell me it’s not me.

I know that in relationships
I am no sort of whiz:
But please don’t tell me it’s not me
Because I know it is

It’s me that you don’t want to see
Or talk to anymore:
It’s me that makes you cringe
When I come walking through the door

Listen, I will not make scenes
I will just go away:
Although I’m me, I still have pride –
Just much less
Every
Day

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

3 thoughts on “Another Old Poem, Written Age 16”

    1. Thank you for the kind words. Honesty compels me to admit that I pretty heavily “edit” these old pieces… to the degree that the only thing recognizable from the original is the subject matter. 52-year-old me is trying to help 16-year-old me say what I think he meant to say.

      Thank you, though – Owen

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  1. Very nice. I don’t know if I was able to express how I felt when I was 16. I just didn’t understand feelings until recently. This is definitely something that everyone has felt, I related to this 100% đź‘Ť

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