5/25/17

I feel disconnected,

Carefully rejected

So it goes, I'm made to feel, by those...

That I'm a thorn without a rose,

A book they never close

open and neglected

Never fully respected.

I break my solidarity well rested

Pull in tides when I breathe full-breasted

Pull in eyes of the guys that can see that I'm wise

Not just flat chested.

By Sofia C. Doria-Quesada