The Negative Eye: A Poem
I found a poem I had wrote for a creative writing class back in high school and I wanted to share it with all of you. Let me know what you think!
The Negative Eye
Its bulky appearance, its ugly shade of green,
Although it is tasty, I can’t stand its seeds.
Its stomach is filled with pink delight,
But its grainy texture attacks me with a bite.
I’d buy it more often if it weighed less,
Even though one taste is enough to obsess.
But just because of its few flaws,
I’d rather not enjoy it at all.
I know it seems quite fussy to pick at little things,
But I see it done every single day,
To strangers, to friends, or my own siblings.
Food and people may seem much different,
But the concept is still the same.
We choose to judge the outer layer,
Instead of looking past the frame.
But in order to get to the pleasant core,
We must first rise above our negative minds,
Look past the empty shell we see,
The thoughts that seem to make us blind.
I know no matter what I do, people will always judge,
But I’m thinking of opening my heart this time,
I’m thinking of letting go of every grudge.
That ugly green doesn’t look so bad,
Those seeds I guess aren’t the worst,
In the end we all need to be given a chance,
Because frankly, I’d want someone to get to know me first.