Festering Fools

Why do I scream so
Loudly in pain?
In my silence I simmer,
reducing to no gain

Is it me who wants you
or you who wants me?
I never know, so I go
through the cloud of rage

A tiger born free,
but biting on her cage

July 3, 1997 © CLPridemore
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