Poem -

Unsaid thoughts of the mind

Deep thinking

23/03/2021

Unsaid thoughts of the mind

Ā 

Why donā€™t we always say what's truly being thought in our head?

If angry,

Where does the front go,

As what you say,

Comes out mostly timid.

If deep and full of love,

Why do some find it hard,

For their feelings to express?

Why hold back?

Why not say how you would like it said,

Instead of repressed?Ā 

In doing this,

By my own experience,

Can make you depressed,.

It can help a situation or cause it more stress.

Most thought in my own head,

To others,

Would hold no interest.

Our thoughts and our feelings,

Are what make us different from the rest.

So why feel the need to hold back on your thoughts and feelings,,

Making them suppressed.

Only hold back on the hurtful ones,

Yet the rest need addressed.

So grow a little backbone,

And get everything off your mind,

No longer shall you be stressed!

Ā 

Thoughts and feelings are there to be expressed.

So why hold back,

Put truth to the test.

Next time you are out with your friends,

And they ask,

ā€˜ā€™Do I look good in this?ā€™ā€™

If you think itā€™s a no,

Then donā€™t tell themitā€™s a yes.

Thereā€™s no point holding back,

When on an information quest.

Just be prepared for a barrage,

No need though,

Of a bullet proof vest.

Yet it's always nicest to be honest.

So yes,

Honesty is the future,

For everyone,

Definitely is the best.

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