What do you say
When you know they won't listen
How do you break the news
Without hope of acceptance
3 inch thick kevlar, that's how
Been putting up walls
They ain't never coming down
No bullet shall strike me again
The most horrible feeling
Is when you want to to tell
The ones you love the most
But are met with silence
Pitying looks,or judgemental stares
Both are expected
But they still hurt
Just once I wish
My filter could turn off
I could say what I want
I won't gatekeep my opinions
You'll know who I am
You want me to be brave
But my childhood taught meekness
You wanted me to be strong
But now you call it defiance
You want me to be under a man's control
Because he is my leader, I am under him
You say have children
As many as possible
I can never tell you the truth
I am never getting married
No man will control me
I will live by myself, far far away
I don't want children
And I'm asexual
But that too
You can never know
As soon as I turn 18
I'm getting out of here as soon as I can
Going to a really big city
With bad boys and girls
We'll party the night away
I wont feel trapped
I'll know I am free
When you walk out the door
The things I will never tell
The ones I really just can't
Are what define who I am
My values, ideas, opinions
Whatsoever you disagree with
Shall all be hidden inside
And you will never know me
But funnily enough I dont care
- Author: just a girl in a really big city🩷 (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 14th, 2023 12:00
- Comment from author about the poem: my super controlling, conservative parents
- Category: Unclassified
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