Unkept
Growing up, I trained my hand to be steady.
My hair to be tamed,
My words to be fluent
When I wrote my own name.
To cover up the crime scene
My mirror speaks for society
A reflection met with repulsion
Yet it’s all for compliancy
A beast to be caged,
Ancestors to be shamed
See a girl like me,
Be in the land of the free
With my hair out and tops down,
Old conventions grow to seed doubt
Concealing what was never unnatural
Oh, what we do to be unsurpassable
To disguise and distract their eyes from the cracks
For they peer close enough to reveal the unkept
In fear, you appear flawlessly-wrapped
Composed by an image, compulsively trapped
So hidden beneath the sleeves
I blend the smudges of culture in me
Until my skin begins to bleed
And the pain is but a fee
To be welcomed and feel worthy
I destroy myself with ease
Here I am, where nobody sees
There is change before the peace
A calamity to be seized
With desire to succeed
Colliding values render me
In the land of the free.
About the Creator
Aathavi Thanges
Disposing my thoughts one page at a time
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