The Sight

By Tara Nicole Walker

10.17.2002

A whisper of angle's voices

To my soul

Sometimes they make me laugh

And sometimes lose control

But this time they say to me

What I've heard for so long

They tell me, distinctly

That something is wrong

Other people may laugh

And other people may scoff

But I don't care what they think

So they can just fuck off

I know for a fact

That I see what I see

So why can't people

Just let me be me?

But I also know

That's something they won't do

But I really don't care anymore

And neither should you

I have The Sight

And other's don't

Some believe me

And some just won't

But this is my feeling:

That's OK

Because I'll prove theirasses wrong

Once again, another day