Such a Privilege

You think you know her.
How she thinks
and how she feels.
What she wants and
what she dreams.
You think you know.
but really.
You have no idea.
You think you know
why she”s happy
why she’s sad
or why she’s mad.
You think you know the reason
behind her tears.
But really.
You have no idea.
All you do is assume.
You assume everything about her.
It’s all untrue.
And you don’t care to look deep into her dark brown eyes
and realize what’s about her.
You won’t even talk to her.
You assume
and trashtalk her.
You assume everything bad about her
and never believe she can be anything great at all.
You are so close to making her give up and just fall
but she will not let you do that.
You never knew her.
You were never fortunate to have such a privilege.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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