Do you ever think about who you will marry?
Who can you envision at the end of the aisle?

Waiting for you, eyes trained on you,
And only you

I think I know
But I don't know
I haven't even lived a whole life yet

However,
I can imagine him

Curly hair and glasses,
Wearing a bowtie
And a smile so wide

It's him

I think

I hope

I know

Life is crazy
And sweet
And painful
And,
wonderful

It makes out toes curl
Our faces smile
Our eyes water

Life makes the stars so beautiful
And war so tragic

Life makes us spin like butterflies in the wind,
Life makes us ance
And sing
And laugh
And cry
And shout
And love

It makes us want to hold the whole world in our hands

I wish
I wish I liked STEM
I perpetuate the stereotype,
women studying English,
and art,
and languages

My love of the arts,
and the humanities,
Is regressing women's history

But it is my right
My right to study art,
and languages,
and theatre

Women's empowerment
And fight for equality,
is so I can study humanities,
and Tiera Fletcher could study rocket science

Have you ever marvelled at the world around you
Taken a breath and been astounded
Felt the breeze breathe life into your lungs

Have you ever felt the thrum of the Earth
Felt her heartbeat in the souls of your feet,
And the tips of your toes

Have you ever heard the call of the universe
Felt the pull inside you,
drawing you in
Rooted deep within and all around

Have you ever marvelled at the world around you
Felt the pull in your fingers
It's strength in your toes
Wanted to make a difference,
and know that one has already been made

I'm conflicted
I want to cry

Feelings are dangerous,
They lead on and hurt
Expose and drain
But they are also wonderful

Feelings uplift,
they swell the heart and frazzle the brain

I feel too much
I am one to one hundred,
to thirty to four
I love to feel,
feel passion and serenity
To love wholly and entirely

When I love,
I love too much
When I love,
I love with my whole heart

When I love
I worry
I always worry,
About those I love

I am going to lose them one day
One day I am going to lose a person I love
But just because I lose them,
doesn't mean its the end

When I love,
I never want to let go
When I love,
It causes me pain
And heartache
And suffering
But I love to love,
Because loving and not being afraid to love,
Is what makes the tears worth it in the end

Feminism fights for the rights of women AND men
For all who fall in between that,
and those who lie outside the spectrum

It fights for African People,
for Asian People,
for Native American and Inuit People,
for African-American People,
and Hispanic People

To educate the European and privileged populations
And to promote empathy,
and compassion

Feminism fights for the rights of all,
Young and old
For those who are underpaid,
and those who are paid far too much
And that,
is feminism to me