Making Excuses Poem by Amanda Austin

I hate the lies and I hate all the sorrow and grief
Everytime I make up another excuse for us it breaks me deeper inside
I know I can never tell the whole truth
I know there will always be another lie
I hate the fighting from us and that it only leads to misery no matter what
Everytime that happens I have to keep up my guard, making more Excuses for the frowning faces surrounding me
Why can't you hear me out and just wipe my tears,
Don't you hear my pleas

(07/14/09)