“Mind Of Her Own”

Some women prefer to be carried, but I prefer to walk.

Feet callused with perseverance, skin burned when the embers of life get too hot.

Hands weathered from breaking stereotypes that failed to hold me in.

Body curves like roads less travelled, with speed bumps, in ALL the proper places!

Some people want to fly, but I…I prefer to soar.

Above the nonsense of those who condemn me, for wanting more.

Give me the experience of life, all the pain & joy;

Let me walk this Earth forever then soar until I am no more.


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