Uncomfortable
my body, my choice
If I was on a date, and I felt uncomfortable
Would you expect me to stay?
If I had a condition, and the treatment was iffy
Would you tell me to get it anyway?
If I'd lost trust in the pillars of society
Would you say it's my fault I'm uncomfortable?
Am I not allowed to refuse consent
Because you think my choice is "political"?
I am free to say NO to whatever I choose
This is still my body, all I've got left to lose
Your judgements of me say more about you
Sorry to say it, but it's totally true
You can't change my mind
Through peer pressure or shame
Do what's best for you
I'm not playing this game
I respect your choices
I'd expect the same
Just because we are different
Doesn't mean I'm insane
I'm not a bad person
Just because I won't fall in line
But it seems something
Has warped the minds
Of everyone who thinks it's their place
To steer my vessel
To an uncomfortable space
If I lose relationships over this
Then perhaps they never did exist
Cause I've not bullied or attacked
Anyone with an ounce of flak
Because that's not the way
To show you care
Those feelings and actions
Come from despair
I make no decisions out of fear
I'll let opportunities pass by
If they seem unclear
Your decision isn't the problem dear,
It's how you're treating others
That's grinding my gears
Do I need to go on?
Or should we just leave it here?
Copyright © Nicholle Michelle, 2021
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