A WOMAN’S SECRET CRY
I am tired,
I’m physically and emotionally tired,
The weight of this world has worn me out.
I always have to work,
In the mornings, in the evenings even at nights I have to work,
Even while I sleep my mind is still at work.
There seem to be no rest in a woman’s world.
I envy being young and able to sit back relax and daydream,
of winning the lottery and living happy and free.
But, because I have become a woman, a mother, and a wife,
The expectations of me reign very high.
I have been forced to lie,
by not reacting to the burdens of life.
I am expected to smile even when I really want to cry,
It is the reality of my existence as a woman in this life.
Yes it has its perks,
There are glory days in a woman’s world.
But the truth is OVERTIME, it wears you out
And leaves you drained of life
But there is nothing to do but hold on tight,
Because only death can end a woman’s duties in life,
And while the duties are hard at times-
I still which to live not die.