(at the end of poem)

You probably hate me, don’t you?

And think I’m not as smart as I used to be

I can see it in your eyes even if

You thought I don’t see as well as I used to see

Its hidden deep but there's a spark

Behind the fake laugh and menacing teeth

A passing glimmer of the hatred

You can't hide that you feel for me

You think I'm ugly, don't you?

You think I'm not as nice as I used to look?

You try and hide your feelings

But I can read your obvious lies like a book

I must admit,  I am older

And have grown colder and might’ve just shook

Trying to look my very best

But who are you to become such a crook

To try and take away the one thing

That I thought would be years

Before it would finally start to be took,  ugh.

You think I'm stupid,  don't you?

You probably think I never once saw or had thought

You thought that I was an idiot

That could easily be wrote off or easily got

Despite my mumbling

And stumblings, my mind is something often saught

After by many wishing that what comes natural to this native

Could be taught

You think I'm stupid

But that's only cause that’s the context clues I brought and you caught

I probably hate you,  don't I?

Or I probably wouldn't do the things that I do

I wouldn't think I'm too smart to do

Whatever I want and whatever you want me to

I’d probably stop and wonder

What it is that I actually ever saw in you

To ever convince myself that

There's a reason I should ever think you were true

I'm not a people person but out of those I actually hate

You're one of the few.

I think you're ugly.

Ugly as sin cast forth out in the open of a God-fearing light

Ugly as your intentions

When you first wormed your way into my sight

You're about as ugly as the day

The angels turned their back on their Godly plight

As ugly as that day and as ugly

As the ensuing fight

You think I'm ugly?

Hell, I know you’re ugly

And I know you know that I'm right

I think you're stupid.

Too smart without a drop of common sense

Quick to cast aside advice

As just some judgement trying to cause some offense

You’re stupid for thinking you could

Live your entire life just riding the fence

And not pick, choose,  and decide

On who's side your truth lies and who's defense

You'll be fighting for.

Are you Hell bound?

Or Heaven sent?

Titled: A Recollection of a Reflection