May 2017
Why am I so confused
that I want you
to treat me contrarily
take me seriously
and also to cast me
aside like a rag?
the former would
build my esteem
make me human again
the former is food
consuming my flesh
for the monster inside
the struggle is real
not felt by most people
comfortable in their skin
supported by their kin
not wanting to depart
supported by the neglect
I'd take my leave
thank those who gave
lifted me up those days
while treasuring disdain
(imagined or otherwise)
as my place to remain.
© 2017. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20170503.
that I want you
to treat me contrarily
take me seriously
and also to cast me
aside like a rag?
the former would
build my esteem
make me human again
the former is food
consuming my flesh
for the monster inside
the struggle is real
not felt by most people
comfortable in their skin
supported by their kin
not wanting to depart
supported by the neglect
I'd take my leave
thank those who gave
lifted me up those days
while treasuring disdain
(imagined or otherwise)
as my place to remain.
© 2017. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20170503.
The poem “My Place” was inspired by conflicting thoughts that I want people to both leave me alone and to not. The “leave me alone” thought had the comfort of not wanting the drama of certain people, but then I realized that there was sadness there, and the “real” reason of wanting to be left alone was much darker.
