Be careful
Of the angle
You choose
To pierce
Through
Not every
Wound
Heals as fast
As you have
Grown to
Expect
Your intentions
Are good
Yet
You are oblivious
To the privilege
You carry
Subconsciously
Unknowingly
Well
There is an air
Of confidence
You possess
That makes
Many
Bow down
It is only
A costume
To you
Those closest
To you
Know the
Real you
The sad thing
Is
Deep down
You know
Already
Know the
Real you
Too