Raised on images of women told to hide their magic
Shaped by legends of men bewitched by feminine power
Taught to distrust my own knowledge and experience
Betrayed by my own words, movements, and choices
My unwieldy body not trustworthy, not mine at all
Always the root cause of every failure of man

Groomed from infancy to keep secrets and serve others
Women are taught to hate themselves
Simultaneously too much and not enough
Never able to master the challenge of just right
Never worthy, never a priority
Not even to ourselves

The stories forced on us make it so hard to tell our truth
Cardboard cutouts our only pattern
Our stories, oft hidden within soap bubble fantasy for our safety,
dismissed, derided, and disbelieved
I own my privilege but
White feminism exploited me too