I can be strong
just when you
think I'm weak
soaking my pillow
with tears at night
afraid of the real world--
I'm stronger than that.
I could steamroll right
over you if I had to,
lift you over my head
and throw you back
to your life
like an unwanted fish
so you could master
your performance
of the aloof executive
who has forgotten
everyday people
are special too,
not just the
high and mighty
so-called elite.
I'm strong enough to know
the difference between
confident and arrogant
kindness and patronizing.
Can you tell which
I believe you to be?
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