My &'s. My Choice

15 1 0
                                    

Who am I?

You ask.

How long do you have?

An answer that is just one word?

How limiting.

How absurd.

I won't let anyone put a label on me, based on just what they see.

The pretty one.

The smart one.

Shame on you.

Not fair to do.


The second you look at me and try to deduce.

I promise that's when I let my &'s rise, let my &'s loose.

What's an & you ask, what do I mean?
The things that make me whole... the things that make me, me.

The things I do, the things I feel with my heart and my voice.

Things I need to breathe. My &'s, my choice.

I'm a scientist & an athlete & a girly girl.

A poet, a boxer ready to take on the world.

A lover of music & numbers.

A thinker & a doer.

A reader,

A believer,

A teacher,

A mover.

You know who you are.

Don't let a label limit.

This is your life.

Live it.

WOMAN CANNOT BE BOXED IN!


Author's Note:

This came from a Gillette Venus add. I've heard it a few times and I figured the ord needs to me shared






The Big Book of PoetryWhere stories live. Discover now