Commiseration
Jammy 101: Poems & SuchCommiseration
Pity? That doesn't work with me.
Sympathy? Who cares for such thing?
Maybe it works well with the poor,
Maybe it works with victims,
But not with me.
Being pitied at makes me feel weak.
Being sympathized at enrages me.
It may seem preposterous to others-
But I don't care about what they think.
Maybe I'm stubborn, maybe I'm just persistent,
But I want to be respected and to be a role model to others.
On the other hand...
I just want to be in someone's arms and just let my tears out,
Releasing the pain of my heart...
I just want someone to kiss me and whisper,
"It's okay, you don't have to be strong all the time,"
and smile as if I were a beautiful, frail flower.
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