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ultimatum MAG
April 3, 2018
He said my hair was like the sun,
And my freckles were like people,
picking my blueberry eyes to eat.
But just like all fruit,
It must be fresh, crisp, and produce tangy juices,
To satisfy your hunger.
If i don't live up to this,
You'll spit me out in a harsh, intense away about.
You wont listen to my heart if it's not your pace,
and you'll find a new peice if fruit.
© Courtney K., Bethel Park, PA
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GGirl said...
on Apr. 23 2018 at 11:53 am
I can totally relate. Guys throw me aside for any random cantaloupe. I’m inspired.
My poem was written to explain my feelings on the standards of women in society. Feminism was huge motivation for me growing up, and i wanted to voice my opinion for girls to hear and not feel alone, or secondary in this world.