An aura of judgment
Surrounds me
Invades my growing years
Settles into my consciousness
I take it as truth
It is who I become
Hesitant shy
Afraid to take chances
Holds back holds back
Cringing at judgmental words
Spoken around family dinner
Tables
Between Father and Mother
Words critical of other people
Known unknown of me
I live my nickname
Miss Mouse
Hear a voice
Inside myself
Tells me over
Over over
Don’t try don’t try
What if you fail
What if you fail
I listen to the voice
Play life safe
Unadventuresome fearful
Of everything
I blame no one
There is no one to blame
Save my own self
Now
Only remnants of the aura
Remain in my consciousness
Like wisps left from a morning
Fog
They pass through my awareness
Are gone
Aura—“a distinctive atmosphere surrounding a given source” –New Merriam-Webster Dictionary
—June 2015
Love this!
You were a cute kid!!!