Words roll off the tongue differently as the emotions in their eyes shift— a subtle scorn reveals that you do not belong ~ the shift in their emotions is camouflaged by mockery; you do not belong— far from home ~ they try to camouflage their mockery— but you spend hours before a mirror, far from home, you talk until you’re hoarse. ~ Hours before a mirror, spent, listen to every vowel and consonant; talk until you’re hoarse. Try to learn to speak like them, ~ listen to every vowel and consonant. You no longer sound like yourself. You learned to speak like them; so, words roll off tongue differently, now.
~ By: Mackenzie Parker
© Mackenzie Parker 2011