Trust; a sacred commodity
One which I have too willingly bestowed;
Upon those unwilling to reflect my generousity,
or foolishness perhaps;
Upon those deceitful in their agenda;
Yet no lesson is learned until it is
Truely learned; experience, the best teacher. 

For to know me, and to know me honestly,
Is to read the words of my mind, heart,
and soul.
And to know me, and to know me honeslty,
Is to allow my words to embrace your ears;
Your eyes; your own emotions;
And from my words, you will in turn,
Know me, honestly.

Until then,
Simply, Hello.

I am not ashamed

WHY ARE YOU HOLDING YOUR HEAD DOWN, LOOK AT ME
I'M NOT ASHAMED OF MY LAST NAME, THE GAME I WAS CHOSEN TO PLAY, WHERE I STAY MAY NOT PRODUCE FAME BUT IT IS MY HOME. FOR ME TO DENY MY HERITAGE I'LL END UP ALONE, SEARCHING FOR AN IDENTITY IN THIS A STATE OF MISERY, NOT UNDERSTANDING A TREE IS KNOWN BY THE FRUIT IT BARES, WHO CARES? I DO

I'M NOT ASHAMED TO SHOW I CARE, ABLE TO CRY FOR SOMEONE ELSE'S SORROW AND DESPAIR, REMOVING ALL MY SELFISH DESIRES, AND THOUGHTS, MY SELF CONTROL I HAVE LOST?, ARE YOU MAD, INSENSITIVITY IS A SIGN OF INSANITY. EMOTIONS PRODUCE SUCH HEALING PROSPECTS AND LOVE, MY GOODNESS, YOU ALREADY KNOW WHAT KIND OF RESULTS TO EXPECT.
TRULY IT'S OKAY TO BE ONESELF, ORIGINAL, ONE OF A KIND, THE FIRST, LAST AND THE ONLY ONE ON THE SHELF
CONSCIOUSNESS FINDS INNER PEACE, THE INTERNAL BURNING FLAME, AND AGAIN I ASK YOU WHY, I'M NOT ASHAMED

Understand

When you pushed me aside,
I understood.
When you chose others over me,
I understood.
When you turned your back on me,
I understood.
When you abandoned me,
I understood.
But when i give up & decide to leave,
Its your turn to understand.