Sometimes you don't want to fight to be who you are. Sometimes you just want to be someone easier to love.
I wish I were a better woman. A proper one. I wish I sat still and remembered to cross my legs and spoke with a sweeter voice. I wish I could be sexy without being sexual. I wish I wasn't always the first to raise my hand I wish words didn't jump from the tip of my tongue. I wish I could wait to be asked. I wish that love made me shy instead of bold. I wish I were more excited by the demure beauty of the princess than the bravery of the prince. I wish I could only love men. I wish I had fewer opinions. I wish I could smile more and read less. I wish my second grade teacher had been right and that Ritalin could have fixed me. That there was a cure at all. Or any way out, Or at least a way to hide. Because when men say, "You're not like other girls," It's not a compliment. It's an indictment.
as to your final three lines - you've been around the wrong men ...you give a description of a person that is precious beyond words. A person to SHARE a path with - beside not behind. A voice to be heard and a mind that once awakened DEMANDS you BE aware of the person you are.
Posted 9 Years Ago
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9 Years Ago
That is one of the kindest things I've ever read. thank you.
Wow!!! How brilliantly you have written this one, with lovely rhyming and a sweet concept.....You have maintained simplicity throughout the poem.....Full ratings!!!!
Your poem displays honesty that does not flinch.
Honest, dear poet, is a trait of the Better Woman. SHE is there with you, I suspect that she has always been with you...quiet and patient, but always faithful.
The seriousness of this poem shot way up when Ritalin was mentioned, and now I know what of what you' speak. My wife has ADHD, and let me tell you--it hasn't been easy. Chris, below, gives good advice. Thank you for sharing this.
Oh my. Ashley this is a lovely piece and I fit right into it. You have encouraged me to share one of my poems from my book, "The Heart of a Young Woman" the poem is called Nice Girls Finish Last. I will post on here. Please check it
as to your final three lines - you've been around the wrong men ...you give a description of a person that is precious beyond words. A person to SHARE a path with - beside not behind. A voice to be heard and a mind that once awakened DEMANDS you BE aware of the person you are.
Posted 9 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
9 Years Ago
That is one of the kindest things I've ever read. thank you.
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