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I wrote this poem when I was feeling so down after being badly critised by my supervisor |
Who are you, who are you When I am confident, you called me arrogant I know, I know that you know better With years of experience and holding a Master Who the hell are you to threaten me in the guise of advise? to destruct my individuality beneath the mask of correction Oh, you I am not you, can't you see? You put up a show just to fool me When I was explaining you twisted saying I am being defensive Even trying to garner support from my friends to humiliate me To break me, to see me cry For what? For what? I was just speaking my mind Ah, yes...how could I forget You said I tried so hard to impress When actually I was just giving my best I am still young, but what's that have to do with it? What is it that you want? When I talk, did you listen? When I see shades of grey, why do you have to drag me force me to see life in monochoromatic? Who are you? Who are you? To destroy my life just because you've ruined yours To protect your fake reputation by crushing mine? But I don't care by the end of the day I realised I am not you I am not going to end up like you From now on I am strong Your words are not going to affect me It goes like the wind through bricks You take your high expectation with you Because I don't need it You take your ego too Because I have my own I may be young and less experienced Yet I have an understanding of what it felt to be downtrodden, trampled and torn being broken and alone From your misdeeds I regain my strength From my humiliation, I plant seeds of revenge My revenge won't be as low as yours Nor will it be as dramatic Let me just pick up myself lick my wounds and get up and walk away from you |