My eyes see everything crystal clear.
No more smoke of confusion.
Confident at what I see.
I was always judged by my looks.
Sometimes called a boy for how I like my hair.
Other times stupid for not thinking as fast.
Worse, I have gave them the power.
Thinking they respect me.
Even though they insult me at every chance.
Cried for hours.
Until I couldn't cry anymore.
Eventually thinking I'm ugly.
Now that I think about it.
I was to blame the whole time.
Since I gave them the power.
Not anymore.
This was when I acted blind.
Thinking I need support.
Now I stand tall and proud.
Never give the chance to anyone again.
Now my eyes see crystal clear.
YOU ARE READING
A Poetry Book
PoetryA collection of poetry I, @canpotcat, have written over the past 3 years. Basically somewhat like my diary because every poem I wrote was at the moment about how I was feeling and what happened. And just something to know, a couple of the poetry wri...
