I resent the silence I reside in
the silence that equals solace

I resent the perception that I see with
the perception that sets me apart

I resent my parents for their security
the security that ties me down

I resent the ability to change
to change in ways no one will notice

I resent the money I don't use
the money that I need to have

I resent the faith that I don't exercise
the faith that means life

I resent the shadow that I stay in
the shadow that makes me safe

I resent the lead that I follow
the lead I don't belong with

I resent the world in which I live
the world I accept is all wrong

I resent the desires I have
the desires I don't want to work for

I resent the things better left unsaid
things I won't account for

I resent the truth I keep inside
the truth I will be scorned for

I resent the opportunities I wish I had
opportunities it's not the time for

I resent the fathers I have two of
the fathers who will never admit they were wrong

I resent the abilities I don't use
the abilities I was gifted with

I resent the difficulties I was born through
the difficulties that mean there was a reason

I resent my body for being there
the body that will never be perfect

I resent emotions that don't mean a thing
emotions no one knows how to handle

I resent my mind that works too hard
the mind I am tormented with

I resent the small talk I am confronted with
the talk I am ill with

I resent the wisdom I don't know what to do with
the wisdom I have thrown away too long

I resent wanting to be accepted
acceptance I'm not here for

I resent having these resentments
I resent myself for not getting over it


© Alicia - March 08, 2002


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