Just some thoughts on the pressure to join different movements, and days to talk about certain issues. Typically I try to keep my poetry happier, but this is just what I've been feeling lately and I wanted to share.
Shouldn't you love today?
Shouldn't you love this movement?
They do a lot of good
They change the world
Shouldn't you love that?
Shouldn't you speak up?
Shouldn't you take a stand?
They need a reminder
They need a voice
But I can't
I'm trembling on the inside
Every time this day comes
I feel like I should speak
But I'm not like you
Your pain caused you to be bold
Your hurt turned into helping
Mine left a bruise
And made me shelter it
Talking about it doesn't help
And speaking out isn't just painful
It's debilitating
And I'm not ready for that
Please don't tell me my silence is weak
Please don't tell me I'm hurting people
Please don't say you're saving a life
And I'm just watching them die
'cause you don't know me
I've got my own pain
And you've got yours
I want to love today
But I can't
I'm not ready for it
So please don't ask me to
I'll tell you when I can
Go change the world
I'll join you when I'm ready
...woah. This is bold in itself, dear. Love love love it <3
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DeleteAwwww <333 thank you for this reminder, Mikayla!!!
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