If...
If I scream out loud to let me go, please hold on to me.
If I walk away, with you there is no place I rather be.
If I curse upon you, just let me do.
Don’t worry about those things, there are no problems as long as I talk ... As long as i react...
That is just me... it is just a fact.
But when my mouth is shut and I stare straight ahead...
That is the moment you must realize I am sad...
When I stop my struggle against you, that doesn’t mean you won.
But that does mean we're done... Because at that moment, my spirit will crumble.
But yet again! That doesn’t mean I’m humble!
When i stop talking out loud, Things go through my head I shouldn’t be thinking about...
So don’t worry when I’m angry, don’t worry when I’m upset.
You better start worrying when I don’t get mad.
Ingezonden door
Jack Oosterkamp
Geplaatst op
22-09-2013
Geef uw waardering
Op basis van 7 stemmen krijgt dit gedicht 3 van de 5 sterren.Tags
IfiReacties op ‘If...’
Er zijn nog geen reacties geplaatst bij dit gedicht, een reactie plaatsen kan hieronder!
