An Emily Wright original rant

Don’t dismiss her contempt or confuse it for brat behavior.

Don’t minimize her disdain and misplace it as a juvenile attitude.

Don’t misread her eye roll as theatrics or melodrama.

She is a girl who has awakened. 

So rushed to grow with sights fixed on becoming a woman. 

She has come to a staggering halt with the cold realization that she has been handed a raw deal.

A lifetime of monthly inconvenience and discomfort.

The bearer of immense pain and sacrifice to sustain life.

Powerless against the brazen injustice of the gross gender imbalance.

Left to carry the armor of self-awareness, her protection against judgment.

Burdened with the constant need to be alert to avoid falling victim.

Saddled with the never-ending responsibility of preparedness.

Gone is her innocence, gone are her carefree days.

She awakened and does not like the dawn of this new day.

Today she is angry, duped, resentful, and sad.

Tomorrow her strength will carry her through.

For in the eyes of her elders, she will see truth,

understanding, and the will to accept that which is concrete.

When she finds the courage to smile again,

let it be for herself.