Turning Inside Out Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Being turned inside out by others trying to remake who
I am into what they expect of me, just because I have
an intellectual scope and ingenuity they think that
I'm wanting this to occur.

Not realizing all the time I've put into using my mind
on a constant basis, developing and creating so many
new inventions and ideas, blooming into my mind.

Giving everything to the ingenuity of another universe
where I will always be on it's edge, contrary to what
most people think.

Having everything created for myself alone with my own
intellect and honoring it explicitly.