Presumption

To you, I am a nuisance

To you, my heart is protein

To you, my brain is a barricade

To you, my limbs are meant to run away

But to me

My heart is a source of love

My brain is the centre of compassion

My limbs are pillars of strength

To me, I am nurturing.

But you don't see that

And I can't make you

Because you're eyes see

But do not perceive

Because you're heart beats

But doesn't feel

Because you're brain doesn't think

But calculates

Because you're limbs don't hold you up

But actually run away

You demand

You take

You hurt

You leave

You shatter

The crystal that is my soul.