Judging Eyes
Judging Eyes
If I were to please,
To make them content,
I’d give up my dreams,
Completely relent.
They don’t understand
Nor can recognize.
Only what they see,
Is that I defy.
In their judging eyes,
I can’t make it right.
For I don’t give in,
I put up a fight.
Though honest I am,
They will not accept,
The choice that I’ve made,
With faith I have leapt.
Would it have eased,
Their pain had I lied.
To put truth aside
I could have denied.
Unhappy I’d be,
If I did create,
Their ideal life,
To just reinstate.
I’m told what to do,
Opinions they force.
I only object,
Devoid of remorse.
My goals and dreams,
They have not a clue.
Even if they did,
They’d still disapprove.
Criticism does
In my head resound.
I try to ignore,
To not be drawn down.
I leave without blessing,
Translation: disgrace.
My love I pursue,
As my dreams I chase.
Copyright © Monique Brandt | Year Posted 2012
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