I wrote this poem in October of 2019.

bravery
I will rebuild

And just when I think I have it all figured out–
Everything falls apart again
the universe has a funny way of humbling me
just when I think I finally have it together
When does it get easier?
Am I being punished for not conforming
to society’s expectations of me?
Should I be sorry for not wanting to just be
a wife and mother?
Will I ever be free of society’s shackles
thrusted upon me?

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  1. Excellent! I know this was a rhetorical question, but unfortunately, no matter where we are, our society (the one we live in) will have its proverbial, philosophical ‘hooks’ in us, regardless of how open-minded or progressive we ‘beleive’ we are…; -)

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