I am told I am to be
Soft
Gentle
"Nice"

Told to sit pretty and swallow quietly
And enjoy it
I am told not to perceive my fellow women as safe havens but rather
Battle fields
I must be better
Thinner
Thick in the right places
Complacent
Thankful a man desires me
Who am I without him anyway

"Remember who you were, before they told you who to be."

I have a fire inside me and it rages
I don't need help finding my voice
I was born with it after all
I don't need a confidence booster
A crash diet
A mans bank account
I have my own thank you
I don't need my ***** grabbed

I am a fortress
I constructed these walls myself
I am not any less of a woman if I don't
Choose to shave my legs
Or paint blush on my cheeks
Purse my lips just right

I
Do not
Consent
To your definition
Of
How I am
Supposed
To
Be.