Wednesday, 7 February 2018

The Lover I Can't Mend

It saddens me to think
She cannot comprehend
That I could never be content
To simply love her as a friend
I'm not saying if she offered me less
I wouldn't graciously take it
She's amazing
So of course I would brave face it
But what's depressing is what she can't see -
She thinks she's garbage,
She thinks she's not good enough for me.
Her confidence has been eroded
Ingrained sexism has corroded
Every corner of her brain
She looks upon each mirror
With inordinate disdain
Her potential has been curbed and goaded
It's left her like a bomb
That's gone unexploded.

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