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Aug 2016
No.

The thoughts in my head
                            And the tingle of my skin
                                                     Do not belong to you

No.

My feet do not follow
                            The commands of your voice
                                                       Or the desires you express to me

No.

The words that leave your mouth
                                    Do not belong to me
                                                      Only I belong to me

No.

I do not mean that
              No matter how much you tell me
                                    That you know what I mean

No.

In a world that tells me
                             That I am wrong
                                              I will not stop telling myself
                                                          ­               *Just how right I am.
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