Sun is fun but not a cure!!

Your frustration with me will not cease my symptoms,
Your hostility will not snap me out of it.
Your acceptance would be wonderful but how could you do so,
If you remain on the fence,
Or put up guards of offense.
If I cannot confide in you,
If I cannot speak of how I really feel,
Then I cannot be real with you.
I am suppressing,
Compressing,
Avoiding confessing,
And it both hurts and tires me.
I am passive,
I don’t want to fight.
I just want us all to get along and feel alright,
More then alright!
How many tears must I hide.
This code of conduct,
Grin and bare it,
I feel I cannot much longer abide.