No one will treat me anyway that they wish...
With beliefs I have become addicted,
To their nonsense overblown with foolishness shown.
And get away with it to petty my feelings of a relationship.
I did not grow to flow in those directions.
I don't crave the feeding of those disconnections.

If I have not given reason,
For anyone to suspect I have been neglectful...
To then give them purpose to disrespect me?
Something in my mind erases their appearance in it.
With a moving forward that I do knowing time is precious.
And to leave behind the denseness of a mindlessness.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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