Don't "sweetheart" me
Speak your "truth" if you must,
But with words so thick you almost choke
Don't "sweetheart" me.
Never a pat on the back
Just feet on my neck
So many things I could say from anger,
But I wasn't taught disrespect
I was taught to respect my elders
That no matter what someone says about you
If you know it's not true then don't worry about it
I was taught that its not the "what" that is said but the "how"
If only it was you that understood that no
"There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you." - Maya Angelou