I am not what I should be.
I am not who I want to be.
I am not the expectations society has placed on me.
I am over the top, it is true.
I am an argumentative woman with always a thing to say, or two.
Someone who doesn’t take no for an answer,
I am not a people pleaser or a tiny dancer.
I am someone who is a little bit pushy and who talks out of line.
Not rude, but just always feeling inclined—
To share my opinions without much thought in mind.
Now to be fair to those around me,
I should think before I speak to others.
Strategically placing one word in front of another.
I see it and know my own flaws.
They tend to seep
No…
More like crawling out of my mouth on all fours.
They latch onto the nearest object to them,
Never wanting to let go.
A rabid dog with comments that foam.
My opinions fill rooms too quickly.
Overwhelming all of those in their path.
My comments are loud and clear, filling the space with stiff air and awkwardness.
So I guess maybe,
I should tell you that I am working on it.
That the habit isn't as bad as it once was.
But
I would be lying.
Because I haven’t been trying.
And is that a problem?
Maybe I shouldn’t be embracing the bad habits,
But instead, I should be learning to be the better version of myself.
I guess what I mean to say is,
I am not perfect.
I am just a work in progress.