My Love Overflows, My Emotions Sold... Poem by Nisha Butterflydreams

Am cold, my emotions sold;
But I’m not fussing;
Am weak, I can't speak;
But am holding on;
can’t you see the love within me?
It's always growing; overflowing;
It sometimes shows, for it knows;
How much I really care…

I always notice, and focus;
On things you've been doing;
You think I’m unaware, I don't dare;
To clarify or interfere;
But don't you realize it hurts terribly?
You search for sympathy;
and people don't even pity;
so take my hand, we'll both stand;
them on one-side, the other, you, and me.

@2009