Terror

Do you see what I see?
Do you see what I see?
I see patriarchy glaring at me

Do you hear what I hear?
Do you hear what I hear?
I hear patriarchy snarling at me.

I stayed on the path as long as I could
Then took a "wrong" turn, wandered into the woods.

Do you feel what I feel?
Do you feel what I feel?
I feel patriarchy devouring me.

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Some days I wake up feeling terrified. It feels like there is such a small slice of myself that is permitted in this world. The voices in my head that try to keep me small and in line are deafening. The voices from the world that try to keep me fearful and terrified feel so threatening.

I wake up to staring, I wake up to snarling, I fear the devouring, I go into hiding.