CAMELOT FANTASIES

I’m not here to play your games
Don’t be certain I will call your names
Twisting and turning
Your combative words
Used as weapons
To hurt and destroy
Tides have turned
My confidence returned
Not here to please you
Nor accepting of your
Constant need to tease
Stopped walking on egg shells
In order to appease you

Finally biting my worth
There is much more I deserve
Carefully walking over
Your verbal diatribe
Negativity set forth
I’m more than realizing
It never served

There is a sense of accomplishment
Being able to receive a compliment
Though it’s not words
For me to live by
Aiming for my pie in the sky
I would rather try
Than die

~Divine