Secret Quarrels

secret quarrels
fill my mind
they always seem
to creep from behind

they invade
my every dream
creating doubt about
things i have seen

with whispers, tauntings,
mean looks and smirks
i’m reminded the world
is chock full of jerks

or am I the jerk?
the fool – the dope?
somebody, please,
just hand me some rope.

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