It’s Not Them, It’s Me

I’m beginning to think it’s me,
my anxious way of thinking,
and overbearing mentality.

Surely it can’t be them,
their sweet-tongued syllables,
and gentle minds.

Their inner beauty reflected
in the carefully sculpted details
that display their enticing features.

I’m beginning to think it’s me,
unable to be handled
without protected mental strength
and delicate hands.


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5 thoughts on “It’s Not Them, It’s Me

  1. Is it one or the other? Can it be both? I kind of go by, “If I’m not blaming myself, I’m probably being unrealistic. If I’m not also blaming them, I probably not having any fun.”

    Just kidding. I try not to blame anyone, self included. Just understand folks.

    Ok. At the risk of being dumb, am I missing something here? Why would inner beauty be revealed in physical features? Am I not getting that was said sarcastically?

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