Permanent Poem
1/10/2014

What is permanent?

When flesh fades, bones decay, and a spirit soars
When ships sink, foundations crumble, and the closing of doors
When feelings falter, ashes burn, and a willow wilts
When sounds silence, pencils snap, and the crashing of stilts

Tell me, What is permanent when you have to say goodbye?

Truth is what gets thrown
In the face of the one foolish
Enough to tell it!

You're quiet
So you must be stupid.
You're alone
So I pity you.
You speak softly
So you must be afraid.
You're different
So you must have not been raised properly.

... *******

Im quiet because I  like to listen.
Im quiet because people like you have silenced me in to submission.
Im alone because I love myself, of it all.
Im alone because I avoid people like you,
who cant cant love in general.
I speak softly because speaking loud is intimidating.
I speak softly because I never spoke when I was young, and my insecurity is fading.
Im different because I dont want to be like you.
Im different because Im okay with me
and if you actually knew me, you would be okay with me too.