Sugar-Coated Poem by Angela Wybrow

You can sugar-coat it,
And hope that you won't notice
The pain that's in your heart -
That's been there from the start.

I was made to feel welcome,
But it wasn't my home,
And, when I was there,
I felt so alone.

With pinks and purples,
I decorated,
But still my soul
Felt sad and deflated.

I even added
Some glitz and glamour,
But loneliness hit me
With the force of a hammer.

I had pile upon pile
Of fun things to do,
But nothing could stop me
From feeling so blue.

I booked an exhibition,
A concert, a show:
Exciting places
Where I could go,

And, I have to admit,
I did have some fun,
But, all too soon,
I was back at square one.

For the very first time,
I felt incomplete,
And my two feet were dancing
To a very different beat.

I was here, I was there,
I was everywhere,
And, in the end,
It was too much to bear.

My mind, it was full of indecision:
The pros and the cons, they had a collision!
After much deliberation, I admitted defeat,
And, back to my home, I beat a hasty retreat.