Speak for as well as you know me
I don't know myself so how come
you know better?
—putting words in my mouth
to rise to the occasion
Are you happy that somehow
you get to be better?
I am fine, thank you
Rather, I enjoy where I am now
—resplendent beach, oh, paradise it is
You don't know how better
it is compared to the house
I was raised in—this is heaven
So why are you saying to that
you are better?
Darling, unlike you who kiss up to higher
men of society—people who hold power
—I enjoy my life, I run the race to finish
because I know better
to be caged in a prison you built yourself
How tragic, isn't it—do you enjoy it
—the noise, the pain, the freedom taken
from you so you could be better
I hope you realize that I am not inferior
I enjoy the dark, I enjoy being alone
a lot of things I get to fulfill
because I know—I am better
YOU ARE READING
a symphony of stars, a cacophony of wishes.
Poetry❝𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯❞ ˜"*°•˜"*...