I am not an object.
I am not a threat.
I am not a dress.
I am not a thread.
I am not some yarn you can weave as you please.
I am not a story you can tell to appease.
I am not the butt of your joke.
I am not someone who will easily choke.
I am not the one to be silenced.
I am not the one who will use violence.
An object, a dress, a yarn weaved thread.
I am someone you can steamroll over.
Consent means nothing if a man wants to take over.
I am a woman and nobody cares.
For we are seen as nothing,
free parts to spare.
ayayayaya I hate being a woman
we stand w Palestine, the Palestinian women who are fighting day and night
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My Mind; A Collection
PoetryPoetry collection from a junior in high school who struggled <3 Now a college student, who fondly looks back when she struggles <3