You underestimate me all the time, all the time
But I will not let you send me out of my mind
because you don’t have a clue.
You are like a empty seashell laying on the seashore waiting for the sand to fill up in you.
You have no thoughts of your own concerning me,
You don’t believe what you see.
But you believe what you hear about me,
the unscrupulous lies that others have told about me.
Why, because they want to make themselves look better than me.
So if that is the case then why, why, why,
do you even bother trying to get to know me.
If all you are going to do is believe what others have told you
Are you to blind to see that you are being deceived no, no, no not by me. The truth is
only a mystery to you.
But when you look at me you should see Truth.
When you look at me you should see love,
When you look at me you should see possibilities that have not been roped around something
that has been manufactured from some unknown origin.
Don’t you want to think for yourself?
Not while lying in a hot tub with the steam seeping into your pores.
But when you are confronted by the evil
Evil spirits that are attacking you concerning me from all different angles. Then you
should be a man or be a woman and shout
STOP, STOP IT, I HAVE HEARD ENOUGH.
Because your words are like poisonous toxin venomous contaminated spit in my ears.
By: Marian Elise Marcus-James