|This Is Me
Author: I Sing My Own Song PM
I am alone in this sunny room, A dark space surrounded by light, Weaving a tapestry on the loom, Silently observing others' plight.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Drama/Family - Words: 248 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 2 - Published: 08-08-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2941263
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I am alone in this sunny room,
A dark space surrounded by light,
Weaving a tapestry on the loom,
Silently observing others' plight.
I am the dissonance in this melody,
One wrong note in my own song;
I wrote this as your elegy,
but it turned out all wrong.
I am the tail end of the thread,
The one the scissors always cut;
Begging you to watch me as I bled,
Watching as your eyes against me shut.
I am the tears in your eyes,
A pain in your heart you can't define;
Threatening to destroy the prize,
Just as your stars begin to align.
I am the thorn on the rose,
The interruption of your perfect story;
You fear that I the hate disclose,
But you have made this family gory.
I am the imperfect child,
The one you claim doesn't exist,
I always wished you'd be more mild,
Didn't even need to be in your midst.
I am the stranger in the family frame,
The one with the bruises and fake smile,
Ruining the image of the family name,
Holding back tears all the while.
I am me, though you don't know,
Alone in this world now, thanks to you;
Refusing to let you cause more woe,
I am the firstborn child of two.
I take my place now, in the world,
You are behind me now, forever,
Myself as me is finally unfurled
My ties with you, I now sever.