Poetic Prose: Perceive.

Perceive…

Perceive…

You perceive the worst in me.

Your experiences make you question my intent…

They make you worry at my kindness.

They make you think as though I am trying to weave a web of lies and deceit.

When in reality…

I seek to love people.

I seek to come alongside them.

I seek a life of sobriety and commitment.

And I don’t know what that looks like.

So when you perceive me… Please understand.

I am a fractured, tired, loving young man who doesn’t know what

it’s like to present a certain way.

And so, I simply am as I am.

At all times.

And I’m sorry the pain you’ve felt has shaped your eye rolls, glances, and disapproving

passive-aggression.

But I’ve come to learn that that is out of my control and the blame for that is not mine own.

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