Guilty By Verdict, Harmless By Nature

Someone having an 'image' of being a cheater, because of who they used to be. But it can relate to anyone who is unrightfully accused of being a bad person.
Why push for what you want
When it’s an impossible struggle?
The never ending presumptions
Always leading to an unfortunate future
No turn of events can change the perspective
Of what people presume you’ll do
Like a guilty verdict with no sin
It’s a crying shame how people can judge
They can presume without any facts
Meaning that someone is left stereotyped
Branded forever with these presumptions
All I want to do is fight these judgments
And show I’m not a constant sinner
Because in all honesty I know I’m good
I know in my heart I am a good soul
Yet everyone thinks otherwise
All I need is a chance to let it show.
Yet, I never get to show my good soul
Because the ones I care for won’t care for me
And here’s the ultimate irony of why
Because of the sinner I’m presumed to be.
They won’t let themselves grow close
They stay the distance and view from afar
Because they can’t let themselves come close
For I am a sinner, I am not to be trusted
It hurts to think that I’m branded forever
No one dares give me a chance
To show my decency and respect
No one dares trust the sinner
Because the sinner will hurt and corrupt you
Branded forever, guilty by verdict
Why fight it when everyone presumes the same?
Why should someone try to be heard,
When people have already made their mind?
Their eyes showing accusations of an unveiled sin
Who will believe I am a gentle soul?
Who will believe there is good in my heart?
It’s an impossible task to show my good side
When no one will come close to see
They keep their distance from the beast
So that it can’t break their soul
It’s a continuous cycle of anger and frustration
Because to the world I am incapable of good
Yet in my heart I have a good soul
The never ending dream will keep happening
All that’s required is for the chain to be broken
So that I can wake from this repetitive nightmare
Yet the question remains, to keep asking me
Why bother trying to wake up
When it will start all over again?

By Stacey Carter
Published: 11/28/2008
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