It'll Show Itself
You make light, and pretend,
unable to defend
a girl, home each weekend,
all by herself.
You're easily depressed
and feelings get suppressed:
placing thoughts not expressed,
on a bookshelf.
When one feels sad inside;
fantasies get denied,
and hopes and doubts collide;
fooling oneself.
Anxieties begin
to attack you, wherein
your dreams wither within:
blaming yourself.
You think love doesn't exist:
and yet, your friends insist
that if you'd but persist:
it'll show itself.
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