November, 2000
I know what you say to me,
You deny this to others.
I know what you do to me,
I wish someone would see.
I know how you are,
You convince others they know better.
You deny my reality,
I don't understand yours.
You say I twist your words,
And then you twist mine.
You hurt me,
And demand I say sorry.
And now I take my power
And refuse you.
You redouble your efforts,
You increase the pain.
But you have not seen something,
That I see you now for what you are.
That I see me for what I was,
And I have changed.
So the pain I feel
Is the pain of change.
So the pain I feel
Is your loss.
The pain I feel
Is the hurt of chains.
The chains that bound me,
Pressing into me.
As I force them apart
And become free
So I am only down today
Because the chains are pressing in.
Because I have seen the weakest link
And I am breaking free.
By Jay.
Originally posted to Catbox
10 by Jay in November, 2000
