What Do You Think of Me Now
What do you
think of me now?
I hear you say what
a brat I am and how
I made you do it
the hits, the hurts,
the names you called
me-well, I lived
through it
When you came into
my room at night I
prayed I would
disappear
but things have
changed a lot since
then, here’s
something you should
here:
I carried my
troubles in a shirt
pocket that covered
my heart for years
but now I share all
of my burdens to
alleviate my fears
I spent my life
feeling full of
shame but now I know
the truth
And your words that
used to sting so
quick are quite
suddenly mute
I see with more than
eyes today and hear
with more than ears
I’ve learned that
bravery can be heard
in soft cries and
falling tears
I don’t pretend to
not need anyone
anymore, today I
know that I do
I still struggle
with asking others
for help, my silence
I learned from you
I know I’m not those
names you called me,
I’m kind and funny
and smart
A sweet little
girl, a beautiful
woman- with a
convalescing heart
I’m curiously
optimistic about the
life I choose to
lead
You see I’m no
longer tortured by
revenge or aching
need
I dream as if dreams
aren’t silly at all
and hope to make a
difference
I won’t let anyone
tell me who I am
anymore, so I offer
you my forgiveness
I don’t know where
you ended up or if
you found your way
but if you hear me
read this poem I’d
like to hear you say
-what you think
of me now.
Copyright © Christine Costello | Year Posted 2014
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