-"Emo!"
-"Freak!"
-"Gothic bitch!"
-"Weirdo!"
-"Vampire!"
These are names,
But they are not mine.
They're the insults you hide behind.
I have a name,
A name I will answer to.
I am Me,
Just like you are You.
My name is Ambrosía.
Not "Monster".
Not "Waste of Space".
Not "Troll".
I am a human being,
Not a thing made for your amusement.
I will stand up for what I believe in,
Even if I stand alone.
That's the Ambrosía thing to do.
Those 'names' of yours?
They won't put a chunk in my armor.
Now, If only these idle words were true
YOU ARE READING
Eighteen Seconds Until Sunrise |||POETRY|||
PoetryThis is all I have... Simple words that cannot begin to describe with any of these constructed syllables the resonating depth of such complexities... I'll try, though.
