'that most times my tongue
is a two-year-old, unaware
of the sharp edges of the house,
sticking fingers in power outlets'

I just LOVE your similes. They seem to flow easily with what you're trying to say. Admire your honesty, admire your courage.

Smart piece.

Yaki,
I love how you crafted this piece but also how you expressed yourself...
I know that the brovado you show is sometimes a cover for how you really feel, and I love how in this piece you just laid yourself out and said, "Look, I'm not perfect, I make mistakes but really you don't know me"

I kind of sensed a frustration here, and it just makes me want to hug you. <3

mwah x

That's a very creative piece, so alluring... And I agree with Noura, that part about child recklessness and outlets was so damn beautiful.

Great job!

I noticed the subtle use of end and slant rhyme, and alliteration in this piece to which I'm quite fond of.

This poem has a message to convey which is dont judge people by the things they do, or things we hear about them, rather, it's about us exercising a little compassion, to give people time and space to work out themselves.

Great piece, sweetie.