Am I a Woman or a Girl

Feeling like others get upset whenever I stand up for myself and my rights.

Am I a woman or a girl?

I do not know

Do I have rights and ambitions

I don't think so

They tell me who to be

What to say

How to say it

They tell me where to go

How to walk and how long to take

Am I a woman or a girl

I do not know

Do I have rights

Do I have thoughts

Do I have a place in this world

I do not know

Is it ok to be me

Or should I be someone different

Sometimes my mind goes blank

I know no pain but my own

I see no end in sight

No hope 

No light

But there are a million broken souls 

Just like me

A million wanderers through the night

No impressive resumes

No high end credentials

Just a being travelling thru life

Doing the best she can

With the tools she was given

But somewhere along the line

I lost sight of myself

I became convinced I could turn water into wine

That I could raise the dead

That I could cure blindness and live

An enchanted life if I just believed hard enough

What I know now is

The world is full of thieves and snakes

Prickly porcupines, empty blow fish, wolves in sheepskin, and sweet swans

All mixed in the same jungle of life

Reviews

[Jack O]

This is very well done.
Are you young? I suspect not.
well written regardless.

[Melissa Jamma]

Thank you Jack! I'm inbetween old and young :-)