This is another poem by the young poet Ryan Jake from New York. This site welcomes all responses and any comments on his poetry.

I'm not alone? Yes I am
Get away from me, Let go of my hand
I'm not listening? I am too
But why should I believe what you have to say is true?
I make up my problems? No I don't
I should talk about them? I can't...I won't
I feel so sorry for myself'? Yes. Maybe I do
But that's my business - What's it to you?
Because you care? Oh, that's a good one
It's the first decent lie to come off your tongue
I'm being rude? No I'm not
I asked you to leave or have you forgot?
I need your help? No, I need time on my own
No, I do not spend too much time alone
What did you say? I'm being irrational?
I don't think so - I'm being practical
I know what I'm doing, so just get away
Because I'm tired of hearing what you have to say
I've made my decision, Don't you interrupt
I guess I always know that this is how it'd end up

by Ryan Jake

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