Splintered

Eyes full of judgment and no ⠀
attempt to mask their message ⠀
You don't know me yet you're sure you do⠀
Transmission received but I pause⠀
Self awareness an earned attribute ⠀
escapes those with critical eyes ⠀
You wish me harm, yet I feel sadness ⠀
not of self⠀
I see eyes burred with pain, ⠀
baring truth of their owner⠀
Eyes say, "I am stupid. Not good enough. ⠀
I want what you have."⠀
To which I reply, "I am not your enemy ⠀
nor your competition. ⠀
Splintered eyes impede vision. ⠀
Pluck out the fragments ⠀
that you may see your beauty ⠀
and love yourself.

Written by Deanna Ramirez | eve poetry ©

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