Monday, 9 November 2020

Talks

There was a time,

I talked to people,

Who showed concern,

That you did not talk much,


I am not worried, I would say,

He talks to me all the time,

Just not so much in public,

(I exaggerated)

Laughing inwardly at their insecurity,

Needing feed back for affirmation,


But nowadays,

I can only laugh at my need,

In my insecurity

The joke is on me,

And the talk

Is memory.

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