Don't read me if you knew me once
My silence,my laugher ,my folded hands
You'll think these lines are diaries
And search for your shadow in every stanza
This is not for you
Not for the ones who watched me grow
Called me nicknames
Or claim to know how I hurt
I write for the uknown eyes
The ones who don't flinch
At the sight of my rawness
Strangers who won't say
"I know who is about."
My poems are not secrets spilled
Ther are truths I dressed in rhythm
Not confessions for your curiousity
So close the book
If you ever thought you had me figured out
These verses are for the world
Not for you
Who never listened
When I spoke without rhyme.
Not every poem I write is about someone,sometimes I write what wants to be written.
