I've had enough Of being mistreated And told that It is my Rawness That is to blame. I have been told My entire life That it is not ok To react When others Hurt me That I must Bite my lip Hold my tongue - Right or wrong - Understand That they matter And I matter None. Other people get Boundaries And to be able To say "Hey. This is quite Enough!" While I have to Bob my head and Quaver, Bow my knee And with a laser Eye and a steady Hand Keep on walking Towards some Never appearing Promised land. I have had enough Of excuses and Regrets I have had enough of 'Maybe later' And 'not yet' I have had enough Of 'they are all Perfectly nice' When the niceness Towards me Is more like A blank faced Cut by a knife. No. I will not Take it any more Nor bow my knee Even if I do Drown before I reach the Shore.