Do you know who I am?

Do you?

Understand. 

Do you even sympathize?

Commiseration I admire  

Yet of me you criticize, 

Require.

Who are you to decide;

what I should,

And shouldn’t hide.

The window Is open, 

The path neatly laid.

And there you sit attempting, 

to dissuade. 

You say I'm too timid, to meak;

But I have climbed the 7th peak. 

I know. 

Who I am, I choose. 

Where I stand.

If you’d look you would see,

I'm exactly who I'm meant to be.

I have soul, and purpose and choice;

Who are you to take my voice?

Does this make you feel all better?

A silly self assurance letter?

I see the hunger, in those blue eyes

You're scared. 

Somewhere, under that disguise.

What?

Nooooo.

You're not Flawed?

Who made you perfections law?

Alright my turn, let's start.

I too, can pick you, apart.

 Blathering, Irascible, blunt.

Anyone, can pull the criticism stunt

So thanks, for your effort, your time,

Kindly don't waste seconds more of mine.

We have our differences,

But I don't tell you who you are. 

Destiny is still yet working on our stars.

Unassertive, you say, 

My demure demeanor is to stay.

Fit to lead? 

I see you question.

Jealousy of your own invention?

Why must you then Annul:

The me who I am, In full. 

So you listen here,

I know i'm quiet, 

I Know i’m quear.

I know i’m shy,

I won't deny it.

But I'm me.

Maren the magnificent.

Brave.

Noble.

Empathetic. 

And the best part is,

You can't see.

You can't see,

This queen to be.  

Because your eyes are closed.

You've sewn them shut. 

Piercing!

Ignorant!

Thunders out, 

You don't know what you're talking about. 

So fine! 

Hold the door,

And slam.

But first,

Do you know who I am?