ReflectionA Poem by VerneéYou threaten me with hell Claim that I am filled with hate Say I'm mean to the core Beat me til my body shakes Burdened me with insults Condemning all I tried to be You said the hate was mine Yet it was you who hated me Just because I wasn't proper And appeased to just sit by Chose to run and play Instead of lie and cry You tried to break my spirit And you destroyed my pride Taught me to hate myself And allow my dreams to die And now I look in the mirror To see a face that I despise A body that's too big That no clothes can disguise Because when I see myself It's not my eyes I'm looking through My vision is now distorted To see me as you do © 2009 Verneé |
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Added on January 19, 2009 Author |