Twisted my ankle again. Really wishing Prince Charming would carry me around.

Strong Women

When did we get so strong
that we forgot
how to ask for help?

What makes us believe
that we can do it alone?
Just the fact that weíve had to?

And then we complain of loneliness
as if itís been inflicted on us

Iíve read of men
who would make it easy for us
to drop our armour

But even the charmer
prefers me strong

Where am I allowed
to be myself then?
And if Iím really a soldier,
when do I get to go home?

Poetry by Inspired
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Written on 2024-02-18 at 07:25

Tags Women  Strong  Soldier 

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
A novel viewpoint expressed really effectively. Not a notion One hears spoken very often. Blessings, Allen