Lawrence S. Pertillar
Insensitive, Cold And Indifferent - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
I have my insecurities.
And I am glad to have been younger,
To had been made forced to deal with them...
With the knocking down of walls.
And the building of defenses of pretense.
And as I age,
I've been given the ability...
To look through those constructed fences.
Some hide behind to convince others...
They are in need of being shielded from becoming,
Offended by those who live lives using common sense.
Interpreted by them to be insensitive, cold and indifferent.
Categories most children would assign as they malign,
Their strict and no nonsense taking parents.
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