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Jul 2015
Sit down at your table for a second visit
I smile without relent
For I know that I am not wanted here
But this is the mask you asked me to wear

Silent, I stand
You have claimed the kitchen as my new home
I scrub each dish until it is sparkling
But the previous chips on each plate are blamed on me

Still, I am not what you want me to be
He tells me to be myself
But, how can I?
When my very nature is considered a crime

I am not submissive; I do not fall under inferiority
I am anything but subservient
Meek
You cannot teach me to shape my personality

It is time for him to choose
Between you two or me
Hopefully one day he will leave
The two of you and cleave to me
For the part of me that refuses to people-please

"We just don't see any change. We don't think you two are right for each other. She isn't the girl for you. She is so disrespectful. She doesn't care about what we want. She doesn't show any Godly characteristics. Does she even support you?"
Allyson Walsh
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Allyson Walsh  Minnesota
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