It's just one of those things,
One of those feelings,
That whether righteous or not,
Can't last forever.
It feels good,
It feels right,
But it's not,
So there's guilt there.
Whether expressed or not,
It lays beneath the surface,
Ready to rear it's head,
It's ugly head.
Time goes on,
Common sense prevails,
Or you simply give up.
You raise your hands,
You wave the white flag,
And you say "You win."
Suddenly the anger lessens,
And the pain increases.
But only beneath the surface,
Where no one else can see it.
No one else can feel it.
You sigh and pretend,
For their benefit,
That everything's ok.
Making them happy,
Even if you're not.
They wont know the difference,
They simply don't care.
And it's so inevitable.
When anger becomes indifference.
9.14.2007
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