The New MeA Poem by therisa
She stood there
Looking at me Like I was A diseased animal To put down As soon as possible. Why Because I dared To truthful to myself Letting the weight of past Slide off of my shoulders Onto the ground Where it belongs. For too long I have tried to appease Women like her. Mistakenly thinking They would like me Better than way Without taking into account The burden of stress Upon my body. Those days are over For me As I stride confidently Into a room With whom I am I am Therisa. And if you Cannot accept me As I am That is your problem Not mine. © 2011 therisa |
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2 Reviews Added on March 26, 2011 Last Updated on March 26, 2011 AuthortherisaOntario, CanadaAboutA pre-op transwoman, writing about my experiences, using free verse. Been told my poems are very emotional and personal, almost like a diary entry in verse. If you want to friend me, please review.. more..Writing
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