Reflected

[ToffeeFable]

Your accusation rings true,
So I gather its energy,
Push it back to you,
And hope it feels the same.
I do this not with rage,
But with thanks,
Awed at your ability to gauge.

You accused me
Of being everything I ever wanted to be,
A drop of black in a white sea.
Others have identified me before,
And I always thought they inflated the score,
But you gave me more.

You have defined in crisp detail,
A girl you haven't much been around,
And the clarity of this verbal mirror leaves me pale.
Your sixth sense forged from struggle
Is one I pray will be your guide,
And lead you to a place where you don't need it
Because no one has motives to hide.

[kiz_paws]

I liked this poem, especially that beginning. :)