I didn’t ask you to touch me, I asked you to listen,
but apparently I was just a pretty face to you.
The sum of my body parts did not equal functional human,
instead, you saw some meat.
I sang my song,
eloquence flowing from my lips,
and all you saw was rouge,
I covered my skin,
my hair and my body,
yet all you saw was challenge,
Noor, light, this is what emanated from my eyes,
Luminous, the way I was once described.
I gave this to you – all of it.
But all you saw was opportunity
Opportunities to gain, to benefit at my expense
I saw you basking in the glow of my luminous wonder
And I forgot to tell you that it was mine.