Ceeairra Taylor Poet Free verse

Therapy Session

She asked me 
What's the attitude for?
Me an Attitude?
It's not like I've been hurt before 
Put in the dirt before 
Left alone before 
Like I haven't been 
through it 
But an attitude?
No
Shelter to shelter 
School to school
Struggle after struggle 
Being mad at the world 
but what good would that do 
Because they say being black 
is the cause of my attitude 
But in this case she knew 
that it was something more 
Because my pain showed 
Like an elephant walking 
Through the door 
It wasn't hard to notice 
That my tears dropped
On different floors
Or that I've been screaming 
So much 
No one listens 
Anymore 
But an attitude 
She asked 
How can she really 
Describe my pain
Just in one word
When I feel like 
My being is a book
And each day
Is a another chapter 
All horror
I looked her in the eyes 
And knew she wouldn't 
Understand any of this 
She asked 
What's the attitude for?
I just told her 
Sorry 
I won't have 
It anymore

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