Poems

The Untold

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‘Are you OK?’They keep asking me

But why bother being vulnerable

When I know they ain’t ready for what’s coming

They just want a short reply

 ‘Am OK’.

 To make them feel they reached out and that’s good enough.

But

Am I supposed to tell them

I finally snapped??

The lose bolts finally gave in?

But how am I supposed to feel human

When

Criticism

Unconditional love

Tough love

Betrayal

Ridicule

Is all I grew up on?

But  

Such are  profanities

The Society don’t want me spitting out

Furthermore

I should be an African Child

Submissive!

How do you tell me

Say No to drugs!

When its the only High

That makes me feel Real?

Makes me call it home

She is spoilt they say

All that monetary power

But still Mentally unstable

Well

My name you ask ?

They call me cynical

Other days Suicidal

For now call me

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