Socially Acceptable Demeanor
Don’t you see how much it hurts?
Suppressing a part of me?
So you can be comfortable?
It isn’t like changing shirts,
easy, peasey, one, two, three,
fit into a neat label.
Shall I cut my heart in thirds?
Feed the offensive to birds,
and sooth the rest words?
Can’t you see how much it hurts?
Murdering a part of me?
So you can stay comfortable?
Copyright © Brittany Reynolds | Year Posted 2012
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