Running Parallel

Lost Trust

It's so painful I'm crying

And on the inside I'm dying.

Perfection of the physical complexion of the female physique defined by the over popular demand both men and women seek.

You always told me to be strong.

You told me to stand tall and to never back down.

That no one should tell me who I am, but me.

And hell, a lot of people would agree.

I don't need someone else to define me

and that's what I was born and raised to believe.

Having a family and giving birth should not be the only thing that determines my self worth!

I am strong.

I am independent.

I am intelligent.

And most of all,

I am me.

I am not greedy.

It is my choice how I wish to live,

this is the life that I choose and that I must fight with tooth and nail to survive in.

Nothing hurt me more when you said those degrading words with your diplomatic tongue.

In one simple sentence all of your dignity had been undone.

I could never hate you, even if I tried,

but when you said those few words, a small part of me died.

It is easier to lose trust than to gain trust 

You lost my respect for you in a record split-second.

You will regain what you have lost, once you learn your lesson.

Although, slowly yet surely old wounds will heal over

but in their places will be small scars in their spaces,

marking the time when you left traces of your dry humor thinking nothing of the words that broke me inside and out.

Is it wrong to still love you after what you have done?

Should I resent you? Malice I have none.

The concept is unknown to me like feeling with my sight and tasting with my touch.

I will come to forgive, but will never forget

the moment when you uttered such sounds that meant disrespect.