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There are things
that you don't know
about me.
There are things
that you'll hear
but not what you see.
I'm not shallow.
But I follow
my hearts and dreams.
It's not too late.
For you to take
me as I seem.
Don't judge me
if you truly
don't understand.
I'm different
don't compare me
to other women.
Get to know me.
Try to talk with me
then you'll know that I'm real.
Don't put me down.
Don't jerk me around
try to see what I feel.
I'm tired
Of you treating me wrong.
I'm so tired
Of you pushing me to the ground.
You don't know me,
But you judge me.
I'm so tired of you.
You refused to look at me
'cause you know
that I'm not what you wished me to be.
You're disgraced at those
who cares about me
'cause they don't share your beliefs.
People like you
are the reasons
why the world is tumbling.
All I ask
is that you get to know me
instead of turning and running.
I'm tired
Of you doubting me.
I'm so tired
Of you ignoring me.
I'm going to always be here.
I'm not going any where.
Let's have a conversation, you and I.
Let's end this turmoil to move on in life.
Because I'm tired...
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Erica R. Parks aka Windsong
Erica's Poetry Corner of Hope Today Magazine at www.myspace.com/poetry_corner_hopetoday
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Goodbye
