I am not one for pretty words

I am not one for pretty words
For hidden meaning tied up with beauty.
No entanglements of double entendres,
No seductions of your mind.

I may exaggerate
Yet it is but truth in my eyes.
I may use the wrong words
But I will hope you still understand my meaning.
I may be blunt
But I am not given to cruelty.

Face-to-face insults,
But only if you can take them.
I will not hide who I am
Nor ask forgiveness for it either.
Perhaps I am strong because
I've never experienced loneliness
Perhaps I am strong because
I have.

Brash in my ignorant opinions
Trying to stop from ranting and raving
Hearing others and changing
Hopefully for the better.
Actions may speak volumes
But they can hurt so much less
Than words.
That is why little smacks speak of my displeasure
For traumatic words are not to be borne.

I am not one for
Elegant poetry nor
Tricky wording.
What I say
I mean.