More than a Nail

I come to you seeking to open your mind,

Yet all too often, what I find,

Is someone convinced they can refine.

I may appear irrational, overly emotional, and unstable,

But all I ask is for you to sit at the table,

And listen without turning the situation into a fable.

Instead, you persist in driving home the stigma,

Trying to pry out the nail with your enigma,

Offering unwanted advice like an imposing enigma.

The perpetuation of power imbalances and inequalities,

Is something you pound in, with some trivialities,

Perhaps feeling as helpless as me, amidst these formalities.

All I seek is a listening ear,

No need for a facade or veneer,

It’s about fostering a connection that’s sincere.

It’s about effective communication,

Navigating through the misinterpretation,

Yet you persist in hammering, causing further alienation.

I acknowledge my own challenges,

But your fixation on them becomes a barrage,

Why do you disregard my desires for our dialogue?

You shift the focus to the nail,

Failing to see beyond that veil,

Missing the depth of what I entail.

I value those who can engage in dialogue,

But that doesn’t mean I need you to prologue,

Just the freedom to express without this catalogue.

When things get tough,

Why is fostering a connection,

Made to seem like a complex junction?

Your actions speak volumes,

Filled with misinterpretations and assumptions,

While you insist, it’s a mere concoction of my presumptions.

I possess more insight than you perceive,

So how can I help you conceive?

It’s not about what you perceive, but what we achieve.