You should be
beautiful,
popular,
sweet,
soft.
How dare you be
mighty,
broken,
unbeautiful,
arousing,
an expansion
beyond the confines of your weaker sex,
bounded by preconception,
fear,
a lack of blood to your
cranial thoughts.
Look happy,
keep smiling,
be a pretty face,
what more is there for a woman?
Ambition?
Why waste the
footprints
and breaths
and wrinkles.
Be still.
Be satisfied with less.
For you are less.
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