Bird's Eye View

You can only see me from a bird’s view
From your nest, you gaze at my imperfection.
My ungraceful stride, my tousled clothes.
And you slander after your inspection.
Striving to keep composure,
I try not to gaze at your sneering. .
But every time you slip your tongue,
My mind echoes what I am hearing.
Fear no more, I answer your call.
I respond to your small words.
I suffer not from the pain you cause
When the heart ignores what’s heard.

~Sabra