I want to scream. I want to shout.
I want to light the fire that burns deep within my soul and let everyone watch it rage.
There’s anger. Anger I never expressed. Anger I still feel. Anger that bubbles up and surfaces when I’m not expecting it.
But I’m a woman. Quiet, meek, holy, subdued. That’s the way you like me, right? All of you.
I’m more than that woman-side. I have my man-side with my rages of anger and my intellectual thoughts.
You don’t see. It’s OK. I still AM. I move my anger into my sword. I fight my fights against your words and your text messages and when you hang up on me on the phone. I do it in my head. And I win. I always win.
Because you cannot stop my Self. You cannot quiet what is inside of me. You cannot control it.
You can put me in the cage but I will still sing.
I'm Sorry.
Posted by: Ricky | 02/20/2012 at 08:04 PM