A Poem

SOUNDS OF TERROR 

The sound of their voices, loud and clear

Dear God, I pray, as I cringe in fear,

Some days they hurt me, some days they just sneer

Some days they push me and call me queer.

The sound of their footsteps, oh so close,

Of terror I don’t need another dose.

I can hear them walking, and when they broke my nose,

Just to silence their footsteps I wanna break their toes.

The sound of their laughter makes me want to die

No other sound on earth can make me cry.

They chuckle and snigger and shove me that’s why

I jumped off the building and bid them goodbye.

The sound of their shock came in different ways

There was screaming and swearing and other dismays

But worse were the sobs and wails cause by the face

That will haunt them all of their days.

What do I stand for?

OKAY


A four letter word. Usually a reply to a question. How are you? Do you want some more? Do you need me to come over? How are your grades?
I am an indecisive person. I'm also quite complacent which makes me answer "okay" a lot.
"Andrea, do you want some more rice?"
"Okay."
I know it infuriates quite a number of people. "Do you want it or not?" they'll say. Then, I'll go, "Sure."

I think I have to stop being complacent. In the song "Some Nights" by Fun., there's this line that goes, "What do I stand for?" Then I wonder. What do I stand for? Justice. Truth. Liberty? I'm no Superman.
I'm gonna start thinking about what I really stand for. This year is almost coming to an end and I want to actually be making a change in my life. Change for the better that is. After all, one of my favorite quotes go, "Things are changing and we are changing with them." But I wonder, am I really changing? Or am I merely going with the flow, and not actually taking a stand?
I used to stand for feminism. I wanted women to stand up for themselves, to be strong and independent, to not be weaklings and push-overs. I wanted women to be confident. However, I sometimes wonder if that's really what I want to stand for. The Bible tells women to submit to their husbands. Women weren't created to be leaders of the family. So I might have to rethink everything again.
Like I've said before, I'm in that period of my life where what I do determines who I become in the future. So I really do have to start figuring my crap out.