I'm not scared of being hurt,
Not anymore.
I'm not scared of being left
Or being expected to give more.
I've had my share of heartbreaks,
Pain won't go away
Even though I try so hard
Just to make them stay.
Now I came to realize
That when it comes to men
It's not a matter of who
But a matter of when.
When will you see me as someone
Rather than something you hid?
When will you leave me
Just like what the others did?
When will you realize
That I am not worth it?
Or when will I realize
That this is not worth it?
When will you let the voices
Around you to take over
Until you realize that what we have
Will be over?
Because I am not one
To sit around and wait
So open your eyes now
Before it is too late.
I am not in a rush
But my patience is running thin.
I am used to the people
Around me letting me win.
But with you I know I won't
Because her voice is more important.
I understand, I really do
And I don't want to appear flippant.
I have my reservations
When it comes to things like this
Because I've been hurt too much
And now that I've taken a huge risk
By opening my heart
And letting you in
And I embraced the possibility
Of other people breaking in.
We still have questions to ask
Each other now and then.
But darling, it's not a matter of who
but a matter of when.
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Of Relativity and Social Construct
PoetryThey say love is relative, it is nothing but a social construct. - Collection of poems and short stories written by Pauline Siena
