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I was told I was too quiet, too different.
So I talked louder,
Laughed more,
Made sure to be heard.
Then suddenly I was too loud.
Too much.
“Where’s your poise?”
“You’re a lady, act like one.”
So I tried to be soft, returned to my roots.
Made myself gentler, kept my mouth shut.
But still, they weren’t satisfied.
“Impressionable”, they said of me.
So I closed down.
Turned hard like stone.
Colder than ice.
Eyes ever distant,
But ears listening all the while.
Always too much or too little,
In their eyes and in their ears
So I tried to take control
Of who I was and who I’d be
Of how I’d look and how I’d speak
Now I understand
how rather daft it was
Silly, even
To muffle my own voice
Just to listen to their hushed murmurs
And unsure whispers.
Literary: How Daft
I was told I was too quiet, too different.
So I talked louder,
Laughed more,
Made sure to be heard.
Then suddenly I was too loud.
Too much.
“Where’s your poise?”
“You’re a lady, act like one.”
So I tried to be soft, returned to my roots.
Made myself gentler, kept my mouth shut.
But still, they weren’t satisfied.
“Impressionable”, they said of me.
So I closed down.
Turned hard like stone.
Colder than ice.
Eyes ever distant,
But ears listening all the while.
Always too much or too little,
In their eyes and in their ears
So I tried to take control
Of who I was and who I’d be
Of how I’d look and how I’d speak
Now I understand
how rather daft it was
Silly, even
To muffle my own voice
Just to listen to their hushed murmurs
And unsure whispers.
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