SO I WRITE

Fragile men veiled in narcissism
Raised me, taught me to speak. The rule of thumb—
Tell me but let me have my way
A fluent protégé 
To selfish masters disguised as teachers
True believer
Sequestered in the open
Socially inarticulate, friendships partial or broken
I. Still. Can’t. Say. What’s. Really. On. My. Mind. To. The. People. That. Matter. The. Most.
My true words tie me a whipping post
Flog me with self-hate
Seal my fate
Deaf and mute but to men’s jargon
Visibly hidden behind wrinkled curtains
Frowning at my bad decisions
Unable to verbalize my true wishes

SO I WRITE.