A Statement I Aspire to Declare With Confidence: I Hope To Be Bold

A Statement I Aspire to Declare With Confidence:

I Hope to Be Bold

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If you gave me a reason to cry, I would.

My soul was easily permeable

To a dreadful comment,

whether disagreeable or plausible.

It permeated deep inside me,

Tearing apart a piece of sanity within me,

Leaving me to overlook what I’ve achieved

And see only instability.

I felt more unworthy

with every sore word of scorn

That tore through the door of my mind

and took over vigour.

Every bit of honesty I shared

was declared uncomforting.

I couldn’t bear to feel that my truth

needed repair

I just wanted to be real somewhere.

I read a dead discussion as something I said avoided.

I felt unheard….

You couldn’t even comprehend

the tears I shed

Over the hands that kept my voice on edge.

Disrespect wrecked me.

The bad overcame the good.

But that was because I let it.

Now, my soul is blocked from any emotional byproduct of a some words that will never encapsulate me

I feel more worthy with every sore word of scorn because the opinion of someone clueless about my goals, dreams, desires,

is irrelevant to my existence

With every bit of honesty I share

I declare

Myself.

because I refuse to waste a day of my life

with someone undeserving

of all that I am, or all that I fight

everyday to be.

A dead discussion could be something I said avoided.

Or...a sign of someone struggling,

or occupied

because I’m finally seeing

that not everyone’s out to get me.

I claim my individuality,

whether you approve or disapprove,

I claim myself.

If you gave me a reason to cry, I would.

If you give me a reason to cry, I wouldn’t.