I Must Not Speak
(I do not exist)
When I was a child, I could not speak because only adult thoughts mattered.
When I was a teen, I could not speak because authority figures had to be respected.
When I was a worker, I could not speak because my knowledge was threatening.
When I was a wife, I could not speak because my opinions were inconsequential.
Now, as an old woman, I cannot speak, because I do not exist.
I lurk behind my smile and my perfectly made up face and coiffed hair.
I must be pleasant.
I must not speak.
I do not exist. I never have existed.
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