Little Girls and Old Women

From the crib, taught to honor and obey
Little girls can’t find their way
Lips zipped against food and speech
Gotta stay skinny, gotta stay meek
Or lasting love won’t come their way
Submerging self, the price they pay
Striving to be who he wants her to be
She loses her and becomes his she

Put Prince Charming on lofty pedestal
Feed the ego of immature male
Make him feel like a mighty king
No matter the fact you’ll never be queen
For him, queens are the porn-star pack
Perfect dolls all waxed, maxed, and stacked
Standing by, always ready, willing, and able
Not real women…just juvenile fables

Poor little girls become old women
Before they realize there is no winning
For the wise, this epiphany brings joy
No more worries about pleasing a boy
Just march to the beat of your own crazy drummer
Pick white daisies in your own field of summer
Dance in the rain while the devil beats his wife
And lest it be you, carry a big suspicious knife

Image via Pixabay

9 thoughts on “Little Girls and Old Women”

  1. WOW…🥺 This in unbelievably powerful. Every word resonated. The older I get, the more I realize we women HAVE to hold one another up. Not one more little girl should live in a world where it is okay to feel this way. “Striving to be who he wants her to be/ She loses her and becomes his she”. Oh, indeed…😔

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