Shouted the truth
The truth that you
Never had the decency
To tell me yourself
And the hatred
When I chose to be myself
And when I chose my own path
When I stopped blindly obeying you
When I chose to be me
Your eyes told me things
You were too afraid to tell me yourself
I am someone who strongly believes that the eyes are a gate to the soul. In fact, I think you can know what sort of person someone is just by looking at them. We can lie with our mouth and our body but the eyes tell the truth. This poem was inspired by that. It was inspired by how some people will work to keep you down. And when they see they are not succeeding they will do whatever it takes to manipulate you. People like that are sometimes referred to as narcissists.
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