How I Wish They’d See Her as a Woman

By Em Powell, Social Media Intern

She’s seen by many people;

People who don’t really see her the way they should;

They pass her by without a second thought for who she really is.

They only see her in the vessel she was forced to carry since she was born.

How I wish they’d see her as a woman.

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They only see her husky build and hear her monotone and deep voice when she speaks.

They only hear her with the vocals she is cursed with instead of how she truly is.  .

How I wish they’d see her as a woman.

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The way her long dark, silky hair shines in the sun when next to me, while we enjoy our company.

Her round face with the plump cheeks, freckles imprinted where she blushes bright.

How I wish they’d see her as a woman.

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Her timid high-pitched voice trying to blend in with society, making her secure in her own skin.

Her healthy, long nails, well maintained with glossy acrylics that she exhibits with pride.

How I wish they’d see her as a woman.

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How she’s cautious in the way she moves;

Walking swiftly, yet gently through the crowd being as graceful as she can be.

The small details she adds in her appearance;

The ones she wishes others to notice.

But not in her family’s eyes.

How I wish they’d see her as a woman.

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Her purse clutched close to her torso;

The one everyone asks me about, wondering if she’s “ya know…”

How I wish they’d see her as a woman.

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If only they saw her pure raw beauty from within.

Presenting from her soul within sprouting out of her shell.

Oh, How I wish they’d see her as a woman.