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