My eyes sink to the floor
I can’t look at you anymore
You say I’m under your skin
But I know what I’m keeping in
The skeletons I’ve tried to hide
Are desperate to be outside
I fight to keep them silent
But I’m breakable and frightened
If you knew you might sympathize
But only for a little while
When you go loneliness will come
And all of me will be left numb
So I only want you to see
Whatever you want me to be
♦ what sandra thinks
About what sandra thinks
Sandra is a writer, sometimes blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.
what sandra thinks 
Raw and exposed, lovely writing.
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Thanks so much. Another one I wrote long past bedtime…
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Maybe that’s when your mind works best …
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I know, it’s so bad!
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Wow. I can relate. 💕
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Thanks, Sarah! ♥
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It takes so much energy to present one face to the public while we hide our pain away to protect ourselves… Great writing, my friend! Hope you’re having a good weekend! 😘
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Thanks Meg. Still not sure how I wrote this while watching Archer! My weekend has been good… some ups and downs. Hope you’re enjoying the long weekend!
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Yes, it’s been fun! The wedding we attended Saturday was one of the most fun weddings I’ve ever been to! Still recovering! 😂😜
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Fun! The last wedding I was at was 2 years ago… In my mom’s backyard… My little sister. Exactly 2 years ago tomorrow, in fact! (Crap, I need to make a card… which will clearly be late…)
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Ah, get busy! 😃
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I’d love to. Ohhh… you mean with the card… 😛
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Hahaha! Well if that’s an option! 😋
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Only if I am okay with scarring my kids for life! 😃
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Lovely wirte. Love your finale.
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Thank you!
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Perfection. I love your dark side but hate this if you really feel this. Hugs either way. You have such a gift.
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You’re too kind… thank you! I have felt this… and some of it lingers… but it is a dramatization. Sometimes, so is my life. Oh, and my dark side does seem to surface more than the other side. (What’s that side again?)
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Oh but your dark side is mysteriously beautiful!
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It is often a mystery to me… 🙂 I think I need to hang out with you as often as possible if you’re going to say things like this to me. Thank you again…
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A bit sad, she has to keep her secrets ” the skeletons in.” Even though she wants him to only see what he wants, I’m sure if he cares for her, like she does for him, he wants to see her secrets and all even if that means she’s fragile.
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I think she fears and maybe doubts that he would accept her skeletons… so to be “safe” she hides them… which is bad… but she thinks losing him is worse maybe…?
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Yeah, I could understand that view. But being honest might bing them closer so I don’t know 🌺😐
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Oh yes, definitely could go either way! It’s a question of taking a risk… or living with secrets… only one of those could have a true “happy ending”… ♥
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I nominated you for an award https://wwwpalfitness.wordpress.com/2016/05/30/time-for-an-award/
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