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Jun 2015
So caught up in my emotions I feel more like women than my girl.

Might as well give me a dress and some curls.

But then a thought crossed my mind maybe every man thinks like this. Its just I express it, and when people judge me I get ******.

Not to say women are soft I don't mean that at all.  I've seen some women do things that would make men fall.

But the difference is that women are free in a way that a man isn't. Some stupid stereotype that says what a man is and isn't.

Like there some unwritten rule about what you can and cannot do, no tears be a man and be tough its what I'm supposed to do.

But what they don't see is that before any of that I'm a human being, just trying to take in the world, and make it, and right now I'm only dealing.

Because emotions and feelings are in our name there's no way to separate the two there the same.

So every morning now I wake up looking at the ceiling and I ask my self what am I, a human being?
Dominique Arnold
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Dominique Arnold  Arizona
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