See what happens
When I'm left to brood?
See the outcome?
The mostly very depressing outcome.
Sometimes I get a happier result
Lately- not so much.
I end up with these poems.
And then my friends sometimes wonder
"What happened?"
Nothing happened.
I was just left to brood.
You know better now, don't you?
It's not always a bad thing.
I like being on my own
But sometimes, it just gets to be too much.
Ironic, don't you think?
I'm with people for too long
And I get overwhelmed.
I'm not with people for too long
And I drive myself insane.
Why couldn't this be simipler?!
~Madelyn
