My Will is Hungry

My will is hungry

And though I was born in this privileged country

I’ve only just become free

Of deep rooted patriarchy

And you can’t see

How it wired my brain to be

How it held me down

Made me drown

In a sea of self-hate

My poor decisions shackling me like ankle weights

But I’ve escaped this repressive state

This is why I’m driven

To help youth as their emotional physician

Through office sessions of verbal supervision

And diverse writing some consider sedition

And dismiss cuz they don’t take the time to understand

Instead making judgmental comments offhand

So bring it haters

Cuz I can’t stop, won’t stop, now or later.