Mind tries to slide
to view
As if Their Eyes,
Their View
misinterpreted judgment betrays
the real, the hidden
genuine opinion and
unsaid conclusive
of who I am,
what I must be,
all I would do...
How they, them,
You,
don't know me
Not for all your trying.
My toiling, pleasing
The all of you
Fault
however, my very own
How, I, foolishly go on
believing that words
and simple truth in them
is, but it isn't is it?
Enough.
When reasons must
be dug and hunted
Dreamt up for all I know.
Imagined.
to justify the lack of respect
and act of
childish retaliation presented
As it plagues the acts
they,
themselves do.
In the very mirrors reflection
Of these actions
As they, them,
All of you project
upon me empty of proof.
******* assumptions.
Weakly held excuses
By whom?
I don't, won't, even as
They have, shall, will.
I bear what others do.