I often feel like a walking cliché
Head high, shoulders back
No trauma damage to see
Told to hide hurt
Persuaded to be, not me
Conceal truth or others will seeYear on years
I used the persona as a shield
Tried to persuade myself
Eventually it would become real
But it’s a hollow construct of bits of me
Not the whole good and bad
Full moon blooded
Goddess blessed priestess
Chaos complexity
Complete womanME
© REDCAT
Written for Weekly Scribblings #6: Turn Cliché into Poetry or Prose.
The world according to RedCat 
“Just be yourself” isn’t as easy as the cliché implies, either when we don’t really know who we are, or it’s not who others want us to be. I like the affirmation in the end, it feels very bold to say I’m “Me”.
Ah, Redcat, we all walk behind our masks, don’t we?
What a bold, proud, honest, strong poem! Love it.
This is such an honest and heart-stirring write!💝💝
What a brilliant response to the prompt. And how I’d love to meet the complete woman you describe with such gusto. But hey, I believe I do – in your poetry.
Truly, with years (yes, age) we really do become more interesting, more complete.
It’s hard work being a walking cliché! I much prefer to be a
‘Full moon blooded
Goddess blessed priestess
Chaos complexity
Complete woman’.
Yes, hopefully for most of us with years come wisdom…Sounds like your an amazing soul walking her truth.
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