The Promise Of Summer

The promise of summer

Is on my lips,

This is all that keeps me

Going.

 

I have no confidence

Left in myself;

Only in my ideas,

My attitude.

 

Your words make me cold

I tense up

Freeze inside as I watch

Your appraising eye

On my work.

I know you will

Find this lacking.

 

You spew your

Interfering bullshit

Like a soliloquy.

I imagine you think

Yourself a proficient

As you put me down…

 

 

Can you feel my anger?

It melts the ice

That sticks my throat,

And my eyes flash

As they flick over you.

 

What gives you the right?

The nerve.

 

I clench my fist,

Turn my back

And am silent.

 

I need not make

A witty retort.

My blank glance

And turned back

Are your dismissal

 

For a moment

You gape,

Confused.

 

And then you slink away.

 

I think you begin

To understand me.

Reviews

[Beatrice Mars]

:D I like this
'My blank glance
And turned back
Are your dismissal'

...Not much else to say. Awesome