WHO I AM – A Women’s Issues Feature

I am very honored and excited to share our very first submission to the new Relating to Humans feature.


Before we get to the submission, however, I would like to say a few words by way of introduction.


You know, I am a writer, which means…I’m insecure. I am. Every time I hit the “Publish” button to release my stuff out into this wild world, I get more than a little apprehensive wondering if it’s going to be well received, or not. Such was the case when I put this new Relating to Humans feature out there. I was a little nervous, wondering if anyone would take it seriously; if anyone would care to participate.


Which is why I am so honored and excited to be introducing you to the poetry of becausethisishowisaythings. She, with her one submission, helped to validate what this new feature is all about.


Becausethisishowisaythings is a fearless twenty-year old (fearless as is evident by her willingness to participate in this new venture of ours), and her poem is an honest expression of how she feels about being a woman.


So please, take the time to read her poem, and, if you are so moved, maybe leave her a comment and visit with her and support her efforts at her own website becausethisishowisaythings.wordpress.com


 



 


Who I am

I am confused.

I am a woman, a girl, a female…but I am not very feminine.

My mother tells me to wear prettier clothes. My sister asks if I’m a lesbian.


If I’m a girl, does that mean I have to wear pink, do I have to wear flowers in my hair and make-up on my face, all to convince you that I’m a girl, that I’m a woman?


Do I have to wear revealing clothes and get drunk on vodka to attract a man,

a boy, a male?


Do I have to feel afraid of sex?


Should I feel guilty for being honest, and not a bitch?


I am a woman, I know this, but it seems other people aren’t so sure.

I don’t know if I’m a feminist, but I know what I want to be.

I want to be strong, to be attractive, to be sensitive, to be accepted, to be understood.

I want to be a good person.

A person. Not a label.


I am a woman, I am a girl, a female…but don’t try to label me with these things.


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Published on November 13, 2014 06:45
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