With Love & Light

When I’m soft I get lost

And forgotten

When I’m soft you misunderstand
That my folding into you is not weakness, It’s a choice
My choice that I reserve to bend,
And wield
I am not yours to manipulate
To your own end.

I am not soft because there is no toughness in me Or because I am without agency
Or power
When I am choosing

I am choosing
And now you think I am soft Because that is who I am.

I will not be lost in your idea of my softness
Because I am kind and you think it’s all I am
When I am as cruel and as crooked as I have always been When I am soft I get lost.

I won’t be lost.

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