(P)Roses from the Pandemic 07: Sugar Pills

It wasn’t always about you

I needed to cope

I needed to find some way to free myself

From how society defines who I am

Fixed on an idea

That everything has its place

From gender roles

To racial roles and sadly

Family roles

You had this opportunity to meet this remarkable woman

But you let your fears and insecurities

Get the best of you to meet the best of me

Did I really need it?

Or were they sugar pills all this time that tricked me into believing

I needed that kind of medicine into surviving

To do well in life

To understand where I came from

And to be aware of my identity

What fits the idea of a patriarchal woman?

How could you be upset?

The formula of neglection creates

Hyper self-sufficiency

Independence

Side effects can cause coldness

Resistance to authority

And a whole lot of no fucks given

I’m not insane

Society has been lying to me

The monster turned out to be you this entire time