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.