it is not my actions in which you are scared of, <br />or the words in which I speak, <br />but is the thoughts and feelings, <br />hidden beneath the exterior platform. <br />You sit and wonder for many hours 'what's going on inside there? ', <br />losing sleep and slowly your sanity. <br />And then like a slap to the face you realise, <br />what it is that's been hiding under there. <br />Its the real person underneath, <br />screaming and pleading to be let out.<br /><br />Kelly Lushi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/it-s-not-me-that-scares-you/
