My Time To Speak
I rebuke, false claims that your soul is evil
I mean, after all, we’re only people
You’ve lived through storms, when I was dry
We’re not quite equal, you and I
Even if we were born, exactly the same
Our different paths, would surly change
The way we perceive and how we feel
What we believe and how we deal
I’m blessed that I can see both sides
I’m always one to sympathize
But your tunnel vision, is quite a shame
I’m becoming weak from all the blame
So, though, I see good in your soul
And crushing me, may make you whole
I can’t quite rid this stark resentment
Or chalk it up, to, “we’re just different”
I’m submissive and kind, but I’m not weak
The time has come, I’m forced to speak
You’re degrading remarks have crossed the line
In fact, they’ve crossed it, many times
I can’t just bear, your cruel behavior
I see your pain, but I’m not your savior
Your dimming my light and killing me slow
I should have stopped you, long ago
Copyright © Anna Hopper | Year Posted 2020
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