I am Simply Being Me
I am used to pain and rejection,
why do people take advantage of my Godled affection?
Is something wrong with me? I dare not think
that something about me stinks
when the people with ill intentions
create trauma and drama and don’t even think,
they don’t even blink.
if my agression were to burst into flames
I would be the one to blame for the third degree burns
even though I was spurned.
I was hurt and abused.
used.
so take that high road because
life is cold
as I’m told.
but when does it end God?
When can I finally trust
that I am safe and sound with being me?
protected from the people that create beef
believing that they have to compete,
though I am simply being me.
