Just Like That

December 18, 2010
By Anonymous

I can smile, I can wave
I can frown, I can cry
I’m an open book
My feelings on my sleeve
On my face, I have tattooed
“This is what I feel.”
My eyes are windows,
You can look right in
My body betrays me,
And shows the true meaning
I will never keep things to myself
My diary has no lock
My safe has no code
My door is always open
The feelings overwhelm
My bowl is overflowing
I can smile, I can wave
I can frown, I can cry
The emotions spill out
Just like that.

The author's comments:
I was talking to my friend, and out of nowhere she asked me what was wrong. Something was wrong, but I didn't know how she knew. When I asked her, she said, "I could tell." But I still didn't understand. This happened a few more times, then I realized, "Hey. I can't keep my feelings to myself." Then, I just wrote this. People can always tell how I'm feeling, and it's hard if I want to keep something to myself. But then I realized, that it's alright. I need people out there to understand me, because I still don't know who's THERE.
I want people to understand that, you can try to keep your feelings to yourself. But sometimes, it just doesn't work, because we're like an open book. There will be people out there who will read you like one, and you'll have to get used to it, or learn that they mean well.

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