Whispering About Me Poem by Dyhanara Rios

Whispering About Me



I’ve been analyzing everything you’ve said;
And for once, I put your web of lies in the open.
At first, I helped you until I had no energy left,
Then you acted as if I was just a burden.
I got sick of it and I made my stand.
I'm not perfect and you just don't understand!

You always wished that I was perfect,
But trust me, it will never be worth it,
We both know, that, I can never be.
Now, look at your reflection;
You, too, are imperfection,
So don’t say that it’s only me.

I've been around this world and back for you,
But I knew that someday I'd have to choose
Between myself and the opportunity I was given
Well, this is my life, and I think I feel like living.

Please don't say that you “understand all this; ”
No matter how well you aim, you miss.

I heard you whispering again down the hall
Blaming me for a so-called downfall.
I heard you talk about my supposed flaws
Oh, the irony of it all...

You never did know how to whisper.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: irony
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Dyhanara Rios

Dyhanara Rios

San Antonio, Texas
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