That's Not Me

My vision blindfolded.
I thought this thing I had was special.
He was searching for girls like Romeo
He told me “If you love me you would–”

He told me “because I love you, you should –“
My ears sincerely feared his negativity.

But because I thought I was in love

I did what he asked

ditched class,

snuck out of the house, 

and I changed who I was

for this false feeling of love.

He told me I was ugly,

When I tried to fight back.
My voice was heard by everyone except him,

No,
No.
No!
Like he was deaf to my cries,

Because if he loved me he would have

stopped when I objected.

 

Eventually this love was unpalatable,

I was sick from the taste of manipulation.
He told me he’s the best I’ll ever have

when I finally broke the chains on my heart.
I ended everything pretending it never existed.

He told me he would hurt my family and I,

when I spent a week without speaking to him.
But his cowardly tricks didn’t trap me anymore,
I had a voice
Making a new choice about boys. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
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