everyone i care for pushed away
at arms length they are watching
wating for the right time to come close
to talk to me
only to be pushed away agian...
eventually you start to wonder
is there something wrong with me
or is it them?
am i the cause of there pain,
and all sad looks they give me?
or is it them?
everyone i care for pushe away
all because of my fear of attachment
the fear that grows with each new face i meet in the day
afraid if i get to attached they will end up leaving me.
is it me or them?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I do share the feeling of this poem. And do ask myself the same question every day. I love that poem!