Her only expectation is to bloom with might.
Although she is small, although she is quiet,
In the eyes of her gardener she will rise with strength.
All winter she sits dormant in a paper bag,
In the back room of a home depot.
Many identical to her surround her in her space,
As she impatiently awaits her future.
When March comes she is planted,
And by May she will shoot through the earth,
Soaking up the sun and all its sweetness,
Bringing serotonin to the people around her.
She does not stand out,
But she rather lies low.
What will come of her is greater than what she started as,
And all eyes will turn to her when she rises.
This seed is small,
This seed is tiny,
This seed is quiet,
But her potential is not any of this.
quiet down.
her email floods with leadership classes,
her math test comes back with the coveted red A at the top,
her mind swirls with dreams of the oval office while her teacher recites shakespeare,
settle down.
they say to take internships,
they tell how far good grades will get you,
they ask if she has been paying attention,
hush up.
the letters of admittance are recieved,
the congratulations are given,
the questions whether if she deserves it are pondered,
be silent.
the positions sit just above her finger's reach,
US attorney general, supreme court justice, president of the USA,
she jumps higher, trying to grasp the possibilities again and again,
move out of the way.
she takes the praise and acknowledgements,
she speaks at schools and shares her experience,
she is told that for a woman it is impressive where she is,
she begins to believe that her station is impressive,
but did she try hard enough?
is she where she wants to be or is she where the old men want her to be?
has all of the praise convinced her she is where she should be, has being told to settle down whenever she has an opinion began to take effect, is she the example that the old men are not sexist?
quiet down, settle down, hush up, move,
she is told her whole life when she is herself.
she quiets down to fit the image of the perfect woman.
she dumbs her ideas down to respect the men,
she tells little girls, "you can be who you want to be!" at schools,
but is she where she wants to be?
or is she where the old men want her to be?
ABOUT ME
I look back on what I love to do and writing is something that has always been consistent. When I had to begin a blog for my eighth grade class project, I thought I would get a good grade on it and never have to touch it again. Years into the future, I have realized that blogging is something I have a passion for. Through some stories, some memoirs, some poems, and some essays, take a look at the interests I have and the writings I have made.
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