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Don’t Turn the Knob
By: Hannah Gibbons
I am a doormat.
I get walked on everyday.
When I get vacuumed,
Dear Reflection,
When I look at you I see FEAR.
I see that you DO NOT know the STRENGTH in your SOUL.
You share the worry lines of POVERTY in your face.
The dark eyes of SLEEPLESS nights.
I just wanted to let you know
That you are loved and cared for
That anybody who hurts you. Fails to see who you really are
Steam is smoke is mistaken
That girl is gasoline and all you do is water her down
Make her lifetime less
Her burn time digress
Yes she is insane
She wants to burn out
red
yellow
green
your eyes stare into the blinking lights
your grip on the wheel paints your knuckles white
and though tears stain your cheeks and blur your vision
What have you done to us?
You mock me so. You look at me
As if you are god judging upon his little children.
How dare you?
How dare you speak to me like that?
I am not your ribbon