This poem “Inside Me” was written in May 1988

Mrs. Ney’s creative communications class

Deep inside me,

I feel an oncoming scream of frustration.

Bottled inside me,

Deep feelings for one who doesn’t know I care.

Sighing inside me,

Every time I pass him in the hall.

Crying inside me,

Knowing I could never tell him I care.

Dying inside me,

Knowing I’ll never have him.

-Pattie Crider