Love Me, Gently
Joking is never really just joking,
is it?
The just kiddings spill out of my bucket and
I cannot find it in me to smile back at my peer’s
hateful faces.
Who decided this girl should be one who is betrayed
this frequently?
Those who truly love me, be gentle.
Please be gentle with this one for she has just begun to
unload problems that were never even hers, to begin with.
Jolly fills her heart when those who carry pure sentiments
run circles around her. She keeps spinning
wearing a gentle gaze on her face.
She cannot say I love you jokingly.
Those who hear it feel the rhythmical drumming oozing
out of her and a pulse that echoes such a warm disposition.