I see you laughing at me
You don't care that it
Hurts my feelings
What is it in my nature?
That people see in me?
That makes it okay
For them to say
Whatever the heck
Their thinking
Did I ask for your advice?
Did I want your opinion?
You state it like its fact
And are surprised I'm
Taken back
Thinking where the hell
Did that come from?
What in your brain
Says its okay
To go on treating me
This way?
You can be a stranger
A friend
Or a foe
But get this straight
You think you know
But you don't
Because
You've never tried
To get to know
The person
I am inside.
YOU ARE READING
Happy Musings of my Inner Critic
PoetryI am on whole a very positive person. Most people who know would tend to agree. However, I have a little secret. I tend to argue, fight, and pout just about everyday with that little voice we all have in our heads. I refuse to be defeated by said an...
