Description: Thinking about the odd little actions we take to fool everyone else. They never fool the people that really know us...
Fooling You -------------------------------------------
I could bury my face in the pillow again
To hide the blush on my face.
I could take a sip from the water glass
To free myself of the taste.
I could lower my head to the desk,
And hide behind my hair.
I could quickly look the other way,
And pretend like I don't care.
I could turn up the radio louder than this,
To drown out the sound of a voice.
I could finally turn and walk away
As if I had a choice.
I could form an expression with my mouth
As if I knew exactly what to do.
But no matter what action I decide to take,
It is never enough to fool you.
Yea thats definitely true. For me it's just that I will do different things too hide a felling like lock myself in a thought chamber esque room and write or draw/paint with industrial music blasting at ungodly levels! Haha. Anyway I know my comment is really pointless but I just wanted to express my thoughts on this piece and I enjoyed it cuz it made me think of something different but still within the same realm...if that makes any sense and I know it doesn't.
i like this piece alot but i think in the 5th line u ment 2 say "I could lower my head to the desk," instead of "I could I could lower my head to the desk," please take a look @ sum of my poems & tell me wut ya think of em.
I wish you could be happy...I would be so much more relieved. Part of the thing that drags me down is that you aren't truly happy...and I just wish that you would have hope. Cause you need to hope...more than anything. Just always be content. I don't know, i have no advice to give. I am so messed up. Googly gook.
It's hard to fool other people who use the same defense mechanisms that you do. This is short and sweet and to the point. I kept expecting more of an ending...to find that you are hiding form one person not something quites so global as the description implies. This write feels personal even if it's not.