When I feel it
Or must I play the part, put on the face
Act like I’m okay
Be what you want me to be
Which is anything except
The real me
Can I scream aloud my feelings high
Let my cry echo into the sky
Without fear
Of being seen as weird or crazy
AM I allowed to express
Let go, release or at best
Just be who I am
In any moment
Without a judge
Of character
Or the pointing of a flaw
Can I be just right
Though to the world
I’m really wrong
Well in their eyes
It seems that I
Don’t exist
They can’t explain me
So they just ignore me
Refuse to adore
My true beauty
They can’t deny
That I am here
So they walk around
Like I’m not there
Impolite stares
In a crowded room
Worshiping their own
Avoiding the one and only me
Beautiful brown
Honey hued
Skin that they’d just like to
Wish away
© Chaile Divine, 2011
May 3
