Just Like Mona Lisa

 

Scared to step out, I stop at the door hinge

because to them I was wearing bright orange

in a sea of dark gray. And that my very violent ray

of colors was an everyday danger to them

so they better watch out. Beware

of the girl that came from the jail.

 

I was running through the trenches in a war mask

Stop looking at me like I was deranged

 

It was worse before when I was “a whore,”

And the stares made me feel uncomfortable and gross.

And one day when the man tried to attack

I had tried to protect myself, but the impact

Had caused his leg to break. He filed for assault,

blaming me, which had led to my downfall.

In the courtroom, no one was on my side,

but the man had his family and wife.

 

I was running through the trenches in a war mask

Stop looking at me like I was deranged

 

The man suffered no consequences, and I accepted mine,

and it made me give up faith in anything divine.

Society is against me as you can see.

But it’s not like I could change it. And now whenever

I am about to leave my house, I look in the mirror

And put on a fake smile like Mona Lisa.

 

I was running through the trenches in a war mask

Stop looking at me like I was deranged

 

 

 

Refrain from “All that/Alien Boy” a song by Oliver Tree

 

 

© Tanya Ramesh