Mountain II Molehill

You know what? You're trying to give me something and I don't want it. Like I just met you and here you are with your hand on the 'small of my back' guiding me around like I'm some blind elderly woman, and it's like 'nigga, I don't need you to hold me up! I don't need you to keep me on the path ahead of me!' I just don't know who these people think they are? You know? And it's like they offer up all these suggestions of where to go with ‘em, what to do with em, who I am, who they are? They have these secret agendas they're tryna get me to conform to, a script in their heads they want me to act out, and it's like... for what? What do we have to gain from this? Like shut the fuck up for once and just give up control. Always trying to be in charge--control everything, like they're tryna get me to swallow their pill wrapped in bread or chocolate or bacon or something, baby talking me trying to distract me from whatever bullshit they'er trying to shove down my throat. I don't want it. I don't want whatever bland, unimaginative, uninspired bullshit you're tryna sell me. Quit trying to sell me, because then I can't trust you. Just take a deep breath, and give up. I’m more inclined to trust a person who sits next to me, and says nothing. I think men take women's silence or reservation for weakness or something that needs to be molded or placated. That we're not strong enough, whole enough on our own. That we're docile, and timid and can't function without it, whatever it is they are trying to offer. I just feel like they are always selling me short, always reducing me, always trying to make me feel small. They think it's care, love, consideration whatever, but it's not. They need to take the humility route, I think. The 'reverse' malleable route. The sponge route. The shut up and be present route, let someone else take the lead, or not. Let go of all your assumptions and expectations and just let it be. Ya... that. Um, ya but I know that I'm talking to the wrong guys. And I also can acknowledge that maybe, just maybe, I am wrong guys.