There are so many reasons why you never should:
Often I'm too serious, seldom predictably the same,
Sometimes cold and distant, probably I'll always change.
I bluster and brag, seek attention like a child,
I brood and out, my anger can be wild,
But I will make you laugh
And love you quite a bit
And be near you when you're afraid.
I shake a little almost everyday
Because I'm more frightened than the strangers ever know
And if at times I show my trembling side
(The anxious, fearful part I hide)
I wonder,
Will you be my friend?
A friend
Who, when I fear your closeness, feels me push away and
Stubbornly will stay to share what's left on such a day,
Who, when no one knows my name or calls me
On the phone
When there's no concern for me - what I have
Or haven't done -
And those I've helped and counted on have,
Oh so deftly, run,
Who, when there's nothing left but me,
Stripped of charm and subtlety,
Will nonetheless remain.
(C) James Kavanaugh
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