Am I All Those Things Meant? Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Sometimes cautious,
And often with a consciousness.
At other times I wish to be aloof.
To sit between perceived negativity...
And the confirmation of it as proof.

I am one of those people,
Who see things as they are.
With messages received.
And wondering...
Am I all those things meant?

Have I delivered mixed signals.
To implant misunderstandings...
From what I've sent.

Have I over compensated,
My independence?
And no one comprehends...
That which I love and do,
I do it just for them!
And getting free therapy,
Over and over again