change me notMature

inspiration for this one? Well people being people really. It's just today I felt pissed off with them for being selfish, single minded and oppressive of anything new to them.

anyone who wants to write about people being really
£"%&ing annoying (i don't even know why i'm being polite and blanking swear words, does Protagonize even have a policy on swearing?)

A passement was all you thought was needed,                                                                                 Simply let it hasten past me.                                                                                                                   Simply let the ice and water melt away from the mind.                                                               What the fuck do you want?                                                                                                                   Do you want to force a truth on me to find,                                                                                     To lessen what you can't understand.                                                                                                 Or take away the dream.

You cannot, you will not change that for which I stand,                                                             Believing you are society's cream.                                                                                                       You claim I'm not strong enough, but you have not fathomed this,                                     I doubt you even care to.                                                                                                                         you bend  and twist in the wind, just to avoid your abyss;                                                         and even as you topple to it, I'll have reached out to halt you.

I'm a person, respect me for who I am,                                                                                               I am different, just try to understand.                                                                                                 I'll be tearing off to the horizon.                                                                                                             It's in my nature or has it been nurtured,                                                                                           To stand for the next oppressed person.                                                                                           You scream at me "WHY? they aren't your problem"                                                                 Because proud I'll stand of who I am.                                                                                                

I'll always be running.

Seeking Redemption.    

The End

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