And just for thought...
A quiet defiance burns inside, raging on against all the battles I face.
I offer a smile and a nod at your blatant slaps across my face,
while you think you have stolen my thunder.
I give you illusions, enough to keep you satisfied.
It would be easier for you to believe I am a mere puppet in your hands.
Pull my string and I will repeat your callousness, isn't that right?
You would like to believe that my character is flawed
and I am nothing more then another selfish, wronged wife.
I offer a quiet remark and a forgiving glance but you ignore who I am.
I know you would love for me to fall at your feet, beg your acceptance,
but I only offer a nod in your direction.
I bite back the words that come to mind while you shower your hate all over me.
It would be simpler for you if I cursed back, isn't that right?
I fight my battles with calmness, with patience, with intelligence
while you reach for the first weapon ignorantly that will do the most damage.
I am not like you nor will I ever be.
My choice of weapon will always be love, you kill with kindness.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.