norahs poems

Believe it or not, I have something to say
Please don't assume that I see it your way
The glasses you wear don't do nothing for me
And I have a problem with your history
So just close your mouth and stop patting my head
It would help if you just tried to listen instead.

Believe it or not, I don't actually agree
Your idea of help is a burden to me
It frames me as holding my palms to the sky
With you giving me what I need to get by
It's nice that you're holding your banner so near
But I doubt that you'd care if your conscience were clear.

Believe it or not, there's a brain in my head
and a mouth I can use for the things to be said
and only because of a bad twist of fate
am I left unable to communicate.
But don't just assume that I see it your way.
Believe it or not, I have something to say