Cameron Hartley Poet Free verse

Gringa

I was always shy,
Secretly...
I wasn't afraid of 
People looking at me,
But I was afraid that
They might 
Actually see me-
I've always been good
At showing people what
They want to see,
But there's always that fear
They'll see something that
I didn't mean for them to...
Maybe that's why I loved him.
He took whatever I gave him
And didn't ask any questions;
He took whoever I gave him
And never wondered if 
The person that I gave him 
Was me-
He kept asking to see 
More of me,
But never actually 
Looked to see a person...
To him, I was...
A smile-
I was blue eyes,
And blonde hair,
And white skin-
I would always
Be too gringa
To mean anything 
More that that-
Too gringa
To be anything 
More than 
Skin...

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