In Their Eyes
The darkness behind their eyes
reveals a mind that's
still asleep
I'm not blind to the intentions
that slumber waiting
for their number
to be called to awaken
No I'm not mistaken but see what
was planned for me
in the darkest of rooms
It seems as though they've been
consumed by their hate
for me but
what have I done besides
be me unapologetically?
I do this enthusiastically with
or without approval
because it comes
so naturally
Why come for me if I didn't
send for you
then pretend as if
what I say isn't true?
I am the truth that your
lowly lies try to hide
but still I won't stoop
I'm used to animated animosity
even if the hypocracy
is cartoonish
in nature
You'd need a reality eraser
to correct the mistakes
you've made
in this matrix
Let's stick to the basics of
cleaning our own home
before throwing
rocks at another
How dare one speak truth
so uniquely his own
they say
& in such a way that inspires
both love and hate
inside of others
Some can't wait to see you fall
while others
wish to see you rise
If I were you I'd keep my eyez
on the prize
& off the plate
in other peoples
lives
Instead of despising me for
what I see & surmise
how about just
being you
minus the added
debris
Maybe one day they'll retire
after they put out their
dumpster fires
instead of burning bridges
meant to inspire
Copyright © Jasen Ridley | Year Posted 2025
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