So the Stupid Speaks

I know that you know that you've become the target of this hand. Well I know that you know that you're the only thing I can't stand. I'm waiting for a 90 mile water wall to take me out of your view, I'm looking for a trap door trigger to drop me out of your view. Yes I'm listening, I can tell you're serious. So you can make another claim? Well go ahead and make it.

You.
Me.
A train wreck waiting to happen.
The words of those who hold authority,
Who surround,
Who crowd, making it difficult to see clear.
How can you smile when one too many
Predict my fate, in my sullen state,
And make accusations? How is that fair,
Just because you are above does not mean
You aren't mentally below.
To be told a future grim
To be full to the brim with emotion
That you cannot handle
Setting in motion seems to be the plan,
But maybe is an impossibility, to be able to
Follow though.
So long ago, and for an eternal chapter
A wall that was made, never to be broken.
Never to be spoken, the silent wall
I trusted its able to never let me fall.
One day I broke it down and tore it to pieces
And now I see the stupidity within my actions
As people walk in and out
Steal so I can be without.
The wall made sense, now I am senseless
With all the nonexistent pretenses
The wall made a common moral, now I am reckless
And authority sees me as pointless,
Problemed,
Stupid,
Careless,
Embarrassed.
I am none of those for who I am
They try to tell me I am famined from
A nourishment of reality?
Reality on a plate, a nightly serve
On my kitchen table.
This is the everlasting problem
That people reserve a place in my mind
Tell me every solution they are to find
That this will work,
That I will not hurt.
So at the kitchen table I will sit
Tell you all ideas are complete bullshit
It is a vice
To take advice
From one who knows nothing about
The ever consideration of doubt.
So I smile within my strengths
Grit my teeth within the lengths of hardships
But life is complete only with disgraced
Relationships.
So as you sit at my kitchen table,
Don't you dare speak the words that portray me
As a problemed,
Stupid,
Careless,
Embarassed
Child.
I am nothing close to be the holding of your knowledge
You can create a picture
But you will never know my realtiy.
Because perceptions are only different
Because you are, and never will be
You never will really see
Me for Me.
And that's just the way it is.

xoxo