Janet Runyan Poet Bio

I Know the Secrets, I Was Taught To See

Hey you sitting there,
Smiling like you don't care
I think I see something swimming behind your eyes
What could it be? Should I ask? I already know it's lies

Hey you, you said you sent me a birthday gift.
You didn't have to do that.
Oh, you got the wrong address?
Here's my real one. Um, 
I guess you forgot all about it, lies

Hey I thought I'd stop by on New Years
Oh yes, we can talk about how nice I am to forgive
You and your friends torturing me on the school bus
But I remember it differently than you
And then nobody dared to fight me again for years, so yeah, I forgive.

Hey, Janet, I need to talk to you, 
Those words that carry so much weight, like a secret,
So I wait, patiently, afraid, and you act like you never said it

Then you hit me with it, like a brick thrown
My family history has no bearing on me
If it did then so would that screwed up docto my brothers friends dragging me to the closer, or
The cigarette burns, scars that no one will knoknow
Except the doctor that treated me and the snaky freak
With the smokes who broke into my house to rape me
But couldn't get hard to torrie me
These things do not make me, they just leave scars
And what my sister does has nothing to do with me or who I am.

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