I am terrified of myself.
I have been drawn in another mind
Cut in the spirit and pasted
For some want me to be
Obedient and a model of sacrifice.
Others like me subdued and want me to carry myself
And yet, others who want me to be
Intelligent and have long hair.
I have been all that and
Can say that I’ve screwed up.
Because what if I don’t want to be any of that.
The perfect woman.
I want to learn my sky.
Drink from it.
Then burn it. And,
I want to be my own person.
People made me learn to look down on myself.
And I did that.
I made the sin and hence
I sit with the lump in my mouth.
Screams my heart.
The hurricane calmed down.
And I could see the rainbow.