Whining about the bra...A Poem by MariaThis is a funny way, that I have of complaining about the bra...at least my own perspective...each to their own...Enjoy!I miss being just a girl, with no b***s. I mean really, all they do is get in the way of things. Sure men love them, but some of us, gals, hatem. Can we be blamed? Once puberty hits, there is no hiding it. I mean, no matter what you do, they just pop out! And boys go crazy, while at least I wanted to hide. And then came the talk, with my mom. So awkward yet then came the bra. I could not comprehend, why this thing, would become part of my life... So the time, to get a bra, and go to the store with my mom. The clerk asked, if I knew what size, and all I could do was shrug... To this day, I hate the fact that without a bra, I become bait. And so, each day, as I wake, and know that I must get up and dressed, I look around, for the bra, and make sure it covers all. So uncomfortable and itchy, worse when the underwire comes loose! Sticks into your skin, and if you try to pry it loose, you get all these funny looks cause your hand is inside your bra! I mean, come on please, what else to do, put up a sign, Look that way, please! Such a bummer and yet a necessity to wear a bra, day in and day out. So I miss, being a child, that had no worries, about dealing with b***s. when I looked almost like a boy, but still had a girls body. I know, opinions differ on such a topic, but my main complaint is dealing with b***s, I mean sure, I fed my baby when she was a newborn, but after that, nothing much more to do, so I go on complaining, about the fact, that as a woman I must continue wearing a bra, or else! © 2017 MariaFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorMariaFairfax, VAAboutI write from my heart, soul and mind. Sharing both past and present trials, that I have faced and or am facing. I believe strongly in God and the Bible, yet I respect everyone's views. I myself am no.. more..Writing
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