Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2016
No
I will not only speak when spoken to
No
I do not belong to you
No
I do not belong to anyone
No
I am not a prize to be won
Not a trophy to collect dust on a forgotten shelf
Not a perfect doll with lifeless eyes
Not a possession
Not a territory for you to mark
Not a piece of meat
Not whatever you want me to be

And yes
I do kiss my mother with this mouth
Don't get your hopes up
Meg
Written by
Meg  In my thoughts
(In my thoughts)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems