NaPoWriMo #3

Never a harsh word is said against me
so I got an angel complex and thought you loved me
because you didn’t hate me.

You won’t spit your vitriolic curses or hurl words at me
and I used to think: I’m above the dirt you pour on others.
Soaring higher in the sky, I thought: you respect me.

Now. Now, I know.
It’s because I’m the background of your scene,
nothing more.


I didn’t feel like thinking of a title for this poem, but if you guys have any suggestions, let me know.

—NaPoWriMo poem #3


8 thoughts on “NaPoWriMo #3

  1. I love this poem.

    There’s an old R&B song in which the singer tells a woman, “This is MY world; You’re just a squirrel trying to get a nut.” Your poem reminded me of this; I think the person this poem is about thinks it’s his/her world.

    Again, great poem.

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