I did not want to be like them.
I always believed they were to blame.
I only saw what the society defined,
“Women are a problem” yet, I am a woman also.
I believed every word society uttered to me.
Years passed and I grew up with my own truth,
Rather the truth presented to me.
Growing up to the societal good and bad definitions.
Little did I know,
It was never the reality.
I glanced at my own mother crying her life out.
Still, I blamed her and saw a wicked one who
Could not make him stay.
“Mama, you failed us,” only if I knew.
I did not want to be her.
I did not want to be them.
I perceived marriage as a trophy and gold medal of life.
Believed every word my society taught me as a woman.
I focused more on finding the right man.
I snubbed my dreams, potentials, and talents.
Ask me why?
All because I did not want to be them.
Who is them?
Them single mothers.
They were evil according to my learned descriptions.
Little did I know.
I allowed years to slide.
My dreams called, I closed my ears.
“Women are nothing.”
Only to realize, all was a