You.
A walking bag of flesh and bones,
Nursing your hidden pains.
You have become the spokesperson
for the people who have hurt you.
You have become ‘the defender of the universe’.
You try to explain their actions.
You try to rationalize the way they have treated you.
You try to shine some light on their thoughts.
You need to stop this.
That is not your duty.
You are not Voltron.
Your life is yours.
Your tears are yours.
Your fears are yours.
Your experiences are yours.
You can speak for yourself only.
Be your own advocate.
© Ivie M. Eke 2016.
Note: ‘Voltron’ was one of my favourite cartoons as a child!
