When I Do Not Pay Attention


I do not need your love
Hate me all you love
I'm better off without your love
And I am your smiles and frowns, above

You hate me, 'cause you're bitter
I'm pretty much unaffected
'Cause I am so protected
From the envy you've effected
And the people you've infected

That look doesn't make me shiver
Face it, you're not a diva
But when you need my liver
Remember I'm purely a giver

That look doesn't even torture
It tells me you're under torture
It tells me you're immature
And that you're a modelling amateur

Grow up and go learn
How to treat your neighbours
And how to cope with tension
When I do not pay attention

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I was born and raised in Nigeria before migrating to Canada for the advancement of my studies. I grew up in a happy neighborhood called the "Doctor's Quarters." The year my family moved out, my social life crashed. I became very sensitive and paid too much attention to the "looks" people gave me. Although I have gotten over this, the memory of those times inspired me to write this poem. It declares the attitude that you should put up towards your detractors and their "glances." If you open your mind to this poem, it will strengthen you.