I SPY....

I see you, I see all of you. I know what lurks beneath your thin veneer that is your personality. I see what most others cannot. I see your broken parts, your spitefulness and your need for control in all things. That is my gift, the gift that lets me glimpse under the mask of others. To perceive the unseen of humanity, the hidden in the depths of the soul. For it is not vanity that makes me speak this truth, it is just a fact of my person. Natures gift to me since birth, both a burdened curse and great ability of strength. It allows me to out maneuver you, as I do everyday; you throw your negative spiteful words at me. I show nothing on my face, or react in any outward way, but inside I laugh. For I know me just as I know you, my faults, weaknesses, and desires. I blame no other for my life, I who made my choices leading me here, but you look to others for blame. You who tries to rule those who are of stronger character then yourself, those who are more then you. I feel your shame for you, pity you and yet snicker at your vain attempts to be something else, your inability to hide what you are. I would not mourn you should you leave, in fact I often wish for that very thing to happen. One day I will be free of you, and you will have no one left to be spiteful of other then yourself. You will no longer be able to try to smother the good in others who are your betters, and without such you will wither into nothing.