You Can Not Tell Me What It Takes

You have no idea what being treated demeanly means.
Or what being the victim of obscenities can do to someone,
On a mission to achieve with bleeding done.

And until you have been in a position to experience pain,
With others caring less how you felt.
You can not tell me what it takes to live my life.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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