Don't (ranting poem)

Don’t critique my emotions,
They're not yours to feel.
Don’t critique how I choose to express them,
Just writing those words help me heal.

Who are you to tell me,
That my feelings don’t appeal?
I don’t write these for you,
I don’t expect you to kneel.

These words are mine,
And mine alone.
I’m not trying to entertain,
That’s not the purpose of the poem.

I’m getting to know myself,
Trying to find a new home.
I’m not perfect,
Not a manufactured clone.

These are for me to feel,
And if you relate then great.
But don’t tell me how to feel and write,
Because that’s the biggest mistake.

Reviews

[. serah .]

-- i have to say that i agree with you completely... you are the final word on you as is every human being... and the purpose of every poem or piece of prose is not to entertain... it is to exercise one's freedom of expression without any restraints... -- it's good that you're not a "manufactured clone"... uniqueness is to be treasured and not measured and adjusted to suit someone else's perception of how we should be... ~~ excellent work... you really know how to express yourself and write poetic lines with meaning and rhythm...

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I think maybe this why we are afraid at time to open up to people who know us( friends and family ) because of what you wrote in this piece full of righteous anger. I like the raw emotion it feel like you did not think about it and just let it fly. Awesome. N.