They smile
Well-meaning intentions
But how it hurts
Your brow furrows
You frown
At the impudence
You speak as if
You know me well
But knowing me
As a child
Does not mean
You know me now
Scatter the arrogant
Fling away the pride
You know nothing
At all
About how I cried
Nothing about
The way I fell
The way I died
So long ago
I was reborn
With strength
And a cautious heart
I have no time
To play this game
Which for you
Might seem hard
Precious soul
Allow me not
To strike out
Stay away
If this is what
You give now
I have no patience
For those who presume
Nor is there
Much kindness left
I'll run out soon
I am sorry to say
It may be too late
For you to try
It will be difficult
To win back the years
That have already gone by
Patience is key
Strip off the ignorance
You're too blind to see
Change out of the old
Put on a new skin
Because I won't be sold
You might not be ready
To look at me clearly
You might be unprepared
To accept what you see
I warn you now
That if you're hesitant
Even the slightest
You might as well leave
Don't bother trying
Because hesitance
Is enough to know
That you would've left
Anyway
Enough to know
You would've lashed out
I would get a new scar
To carry around as proof
That I was different
That I wasn't the same
And for that I got hit
For being true to my name.
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Chromatic Musings
PoetryA series of free-style reflective poems. Note: All are personal and may not apply to all readers.