Obsessed by Memories Remembered

I am thankful and feel tremendously blessed.
But I would not suggest you prolong the flattery.
Or attempt to victimize me with a deceiving tongue.
I've been around a few blocks.
Although some perceive me,
As not having gone around none.
And I can not change their illusions with truths.

I come from a long list of experiences.
And a few still leave me embittered.
But I try not to cling onto that which upsets.
Or become self obsessed by memories remembered.
But neither am I going to let others believe,
They can say and do to me as they please.
I am no operator of an amusment park!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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