How on earth do people lead <br />their lives without imagination <br />I am as ugly as sin, but with the <br />gift of imagination - I dream of <br />beauty, hubby and nephew <br />reinforce that fallacy and it <br />keeps me happy <br /> <br />How can people remain conscious <br />of awful facts and stay calm, I cannot <br />do so, I change reality in my thoughts <br />until I can breathe again, I have to dream <br />up a new fantasy to help me through <br />bureaucracy, living life in <br />a fish tank <br /> <br />Every move monitored, written down <br />I am the clown, laughing at everything <br />cracking jokes all the time, I will keep <br />smiling even when my heart is breaking <br />within, nobody allowed to know the pain <br />and the suffering – I confided in you – <br />and you turned away; thank you <br /> <br />You taught me the error of my ways: <br />never confide in anybody…<br /><br />Margaret Alice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/never-confide-07-10-09/
