Tact
I know who I’m supposed to be,
How I’m supposed to act.
Watch what I do
And use a little tact.
But that isn’t who I am
And I can’t pretend to care,
What everybody thinks
Or what is fair.
I know where I’m supposed to be,
I just don’t know why.
And I am not afraid to scream
Or let go and cry.
So you keep trying to change me
And I’ll continue to refuse
After all, I’ve made it this far,
In spite of your abuse.
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| blur | 4 | 07/06/2009 |
| What I need | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
| Hidden | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
| Rose | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
| Last Generation | 1 | 07/06/2009 |
| Echoes | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
| Escape | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
| Perfect | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
| Tact | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
| Destiny | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
| Slices of Reality | 0 | 07/06/2009 |
| Inside Me | 2 | 01/29/2009 |
| I See | 0 | 01/29/2009 |
| Sacrifice | 1 | 01/29/2009 |
| Grace | 1 | 01/29/2009 |
| Illusion | 5 | 01/29/2009 |
| Hidden | 0 | 01/29/2009 |
| Yesteryear | 0 | 01/29/2009 |
| Guile | 1 | 01/29/2009 |
| Deception | 0 | 01/29/2009 |
| Salvation | 0 | 01/29/2009 |
| Rage | 1 | 01/29/2009 |
| Voyage | 1 | 01/29/2009 |
| I Am | 0 | 01/29/2009 |
| Sold My Soul | 3 | 01/29/2009 |
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