Notes Poetry: Call Me Crazy
January 1, 2017 at 1:13 AM
"El es raro, ma!"
"He's a creep"
That's just his nature
How he is
"He whispered in my ear the other day, 'Te quiero'"
He's just very loving
You know he only has himself and his wife
He has one son
Do you really think he'd like YOU
In the romantic sense?
You're CRAZY
Crazy
A word I've gotten used to hearing
That label
That has been repeated to me so many times,
It has become a part of my identity
A part of my self
Crazy
Every time I try to defend myself
Defend my name
Express a concern
They call me
Crazy
"You're just like your grandma:
Crazy"
If only they knew
If only they knew that a few years ago,
This lonely,
"Loving"
Man,
That "just wants to show he cares"
Sexually assaulted me
He kissed my lips
When no one was watching
Stole my innocence
Sucked my childhood out of me
The small amount of childhood
I had left
Caused me to age
Ten years
So am I really crazy?
For thinking that
This "man"
May be
Sexually attracted to me?
Crazy
This term
Used to put down
Shut the mouths of
Those brave enough to
Speak out
To admit
What the man has done
What he has stolen from
"His woman"
All women
So call me crazy
Crazy for speaking out
When the world wants me to
Shut up
Keep quiet
Man is always right
Man can do no wrong
Man can take whatever he pleases
Because society has told him that
He could
And he should
He can take the innocence of a young girl
A girl
More than half his age
With no consequences
The world is blind
It can't see
It won't see
It didn't see
So it never happened
It's my word,
One crazy girl's
Word,
Against millions
I've already lost
So no
I will not
Shut up
Shut out
My feelings
My anger
I will speak
I will write
I will fight
This crazy girl
Will battle
The patriarchy
Rape culture
His highness
Man
Till death do her part
-n.m