Act Like a Lady
You
tell me to...
Walk
like a lady
Talk
like a lady
Take
my legs and cross like a lady
Eat
like a lady
Sleep
like a lady
Make
a poem to be like a lady
But
your words have focused on my visual commitments
to exemplify I’m a woman
You
tell me to be a woman
but when my emotions and tenderness show I’m a woman
You
ignore the very thing that makes my heart bleed
Because
my emotions are something you don’t need
You
make me feel as though I have exaggerated the feelings I carry deep inside
But
maybe you have underestimated the feelings you try to hide
Why
can’t you make up your mind?
Because
if I don’t show these feelings
Then
I’m considered heartless
A
useless human being who sits dazed by this world and its
TO
BE A WOMAN COMMANDMENTS
Then
why are you still amazed at the acts of women these days?
I
can’t put women into a category because women aren’t all the same
I
mean
We all are considered women
But we’re
not all the same
We
don’t dress the same
Speak
the same
Enter
love or friendships the same
We
don’t cook the same
Smell
the same
“BETCHA
BY GOLLY WOW”
We’re
not the same
“Why
do women...”
You
may want to rephrase your statement
To
“why do women I date, come in contact with, or like
Do
these certain things?”
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