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Oct 2015
I don’t want to be loud
anymore

I don’t want to be different
anymore

I don’t want people
to know my name
and look at me
when I cross the street

I don’t want to be
“the girl with the crazy hair”
or "the girl with that
tattoo on her skin"

I don’t want to be angry
I don’t want be argumentative
or always having to stand up for
something

I don’t want to be strong
or resilient
or righteous
or passionate
or intense
or spirited
or ostracized
anymore

It’s so tiring
and now I’m tired
too

I’m not so sure I want to be anything
anymore
Rachel
Written by
Rachel  The Road
(The Road)   
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