I see it,
I can’t pretend it isn’t there
that worthless emotion in their eyes
Pity
Oh how even the taste of the word
on my tongue fills me with
endless,depthless disgust
I am not a child
to have my head filled with
sugar coated words
and empty praise
I am used to the pain
you know that
or else why would
you looked at me like a dog
kicked aside by my master
And yet you treat me
like something less
like scum upon the
sole of your shoe
I am a survivor but
your pity
makes me want to die
sometimes I wish I hadn’t
survived so I didn’t have to see
it in your shallow eyes
do you my “Friend”
know me
No
I am nothing but a face
a body to be
gossiped about to your friends
a charity case to make you
not me
feel better in this world
Do not shower me with pity
I don’t need it
I don’t want it
I scorn it with a fiery
eternal passion
along with you
So when I hear pity it is
your name on my tongue
dancing across my sensitive buds
making me want to throw up
Pity
No I am not pity
I am anger
passion
even sadness
but not pity
never pity
No matter how much you wish it so.