Themes

I'm starting to sense a theme,
Aren't you?
And it's funny
Because these words
How different they are!
From the way I act, I mean.

It seems only in poems
Only in writing
Can I show how I really feel
And so I come off a bit petty,
I'm sure.
And probably ridiculous
Since all anyone ever sees
Is a smile
Or a laugh.

Rarely, so rarely
Do I ever let tears fall
At least, when people are around
And I feel a bit foolish
For complaining
Since how could anyone know,
Anyway.

But the foolishness
The ridiculousness
That doesn't change it
These feelings,
They are real.