Behind The life I lead…
My double life,
Make an effort to engage, though I feel lost
In a noisy world.
Make my face smile.
Because my face forgets to look interested.
Plan my furniture walk from one room to another.
Anticipate where you might freeze.
Get my timing right to sand up,
It’s going to hurt and be awkward.
Remember to make it look easy.
And then there is the dreaded question asked.
How are you?
I am fine, an automated reply.
Maybe tomorrow will be a better day.
In my double life
A great poem Debbie, the style is perfect for me, in that it conveys so much with so little.
Those words are so hard to respond to some days aren’t they.
For me this is more about the hidden side of us, we use to protect the ones we love. And looking forward to a easier day tomorrow x
Do most people really want know how you are feeling? That is what support groups are for. Nice poem.
Thank you Debbie. Hoping today is a better day. Keep on keeping on