Fallen Angel Demon Crew CoFounder Membe...'s blog: "My Reflections and Musings"

Not Yours. . .

When you look at me

What do you see

Or imagine me to be?

Have you looked into my eyes

Or even tried to see past the disguise?

Look deeper than the façade

Why don't you see through the mirage?

Or do you just want the pretty face

Without the underlying strength or grace?

I am neither a trophy nor your prize

If you really saw me, you would have realized

But you saw only what you wanted to see

Never scratched the surface of me

You mistook my quiet demeanor

And knowing smile

For acquiescence and grossly underestimated

Me all the while

I'll not be your fragile porcelain doll

I am not a geisha at your beck and call

I need not your flattery nor masculine guile

And how I loathe your lies so vile

 Don't tempt me with truffles

Or miniscule baubles

I cannot be bribed nor bought

I know it was only my body

And not my mind that you sought

A pretty face with naught for brains

That was your first and costly mistake

You were so arrogant and truly vain

If you thought my heart you could easily take

So, I'll ask you again before I go

And it is only because I truly want to know

What did you see

When you first looked at me

What did you imagine me to be?

© E.A. Brown ~ 2007