to society,
what is it that you want me to live by?
you have placed before me and most certainly my sisters, your standards, your expectations and so help us God we're anything short of it, it's nothing but a battle amongst ourselves and once again, you're absent from the picture.
it's with great bravery, today, i dare to refer to society as mere events, audacity.
Did you not care to analyze how i'd take it when you yelled loudly in my ear that my body size was no longer acceptable? the extra calories i'd struggle to consume went unnoticed. trust me to never miss your mocking laugh, "you'd never be thick" is what i'd continuously hear.
you were shocked when i ignored your tormenting tongue and paid no more attention to my braille like face. never giving up, you came through your company, the media. you spat in my face "your acne will take you nowhere!"
taking the form of a thief, i crawled into my minor funds and set out to fix my face.
now on my only coping knees, i yelled back.
incomprehensible praises targeted at myself fell out my lips and it was only then that my epiphany was making sense. my heavenly bodies dared to look at me and call me beautiful.
what is it that you want me to live by?
it's with great bravery, today, i dare to refer to society as mere events, audacity.
