Indifference..
Sweet indifference
The first line of defense,
Like a sword protecting, and offending
Defending all that is sacred to me
My heart, soul and that “special” space
The space where the “little girl” in me is preserved,
Reserved for only a few
That place, that refuses to become rough, jaded and callous
By over exposure
So I posture…
Indifference…
My sword….
Seemingly empowering me
Seemingly I say…
Was I empowered, or merely lost.
Lost in my own delusion
Lost from who I am
I am who I am
But who am I?
Indifferent?
Not anymore
Powerful, yes
Sensitive, definitely
Sensitive is power …
Oh yes, I am indeed powerful
One of life’s lesson
Takes a lifetime to learn
If only I had learn this earlier
Learned that indifference is indeed a double edge sword.

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