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always wanted to be
different a dancer daring sinuous vivacious temptation on a stick didn't know how to be in my body strong newly released from its cocoon of extra skin Mother didn't like my competition sorority girls are coquettes but behave have friends in herds wear labels don't step outside the lines I was no girl who wanted to be a sister didn't want girls as friends preferred sports tomboys and men who were thoughtful funny and could be well-spoken and either banter or debate not be vacuous nor pliant I wanted to be defiant and brave not a slave to my female body to use it to express who was living in my insides carefree spirits do get stepped on or sometimes are caged is it better to be predictable not good enough for the stage behave and don't flee your box this is hard to write and most likely will get misunderstood by many I will write it anyway in anyway I can I wanted to be someone different but I felt the bite of the reins disdain the foul briny stench of it what happens when later on in life you chafe deliberately ignore all those who sought to deplore you in your past take them to the task its never too late work in progress written frankly directly to the page legal copyright for this poem 5:16pm PST 7/13/19 time/date stamped and also for this writer/poet Melissa A. Howells and also for this legally copyrighted site title Meloo Straight From Her Tilt-a-World Vote for this poem |
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