Poem I wrote in English class . . . blah blah blah. Commence reading.
You are more than a statue
to be admired and memorized
but never learned.
As he steps around you,
Come to life.
Awaken, and strive
for something higher
than the pedestal
he placed you on,
trapped you in.
Don't stand bare-breasted
like the mythical goddesses.
Make him see your heart
before he sees what covers it.
