I doubt I feel any hate
distaste of any kind
towards them
But neither do I feel any true love
For they have taken my honor and my strength
and crushed them - as with my spirit
All the while expecting me to be
the perfect portrayal of their fantasy's
No one could live happily under this pressure
and not crack - eventually
But I have held myself together
my inner turmoil has kept me alive
to face each day anew
And I go on with a conviction soul deep
That one day I will prove to them
I was never their Black Sheep.
S. Elizebeth Turnquist
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