Sunday, June 23, 2013

Ms. Robot

A robot I was...wound up so very,very tight. 
Automatically doing, doing, doing with no question or fight.
Get my coffee, dump my ashtray, go vacuum the floor.
I did it all without question, and much much more.
"Watch the kids, clean the house, have dinner on the table".
I was only 11, I think abuse was the label.
You've taken so very much from me,at times even my dignity.
You're so controlling and conniving, and don't even know it,
At times I just feel like telling you to stow it!
You're bossy and rude, and lies slip from your tongue like honey,
You make me feel inside all twisted and runny.
We're not young children anymore you need to realize,
And we all quite easily see through your lies.
We should be assets to you..ones you have loved and nurtured,
But mostly we feel heartache, anger, and butchered.
Why is your love conditional?
What happened to you? That turned you into a demanding shrew.
A robot no more will I be, I will wear glasses of a new reality.
I will go back and rescue the wounded me, give her love ,respect,
and acceptance of the shiny new  me!

Donna Evans 5-2013

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