Cat lover, RMT, MD in the making. I just love writing about anything and I want to share my thoughts out there.
If I said I don’t need a man,
Will that lessen my worth as a woman?
If I said I’ll be fine on my own,
Will that make me look so alone?
Do I need a man for me to live?
Do I have to take one to appease society?
For the looks of people are full of intrigue
That if you are single, then you are ugly.
And that, I may as well be
Than be with someone who doesn’t love me
For the eyes are the ones who fall in love first
Then comes the decision: to love or to curse.
And for the people, they might look with pity
That this girl they know is still not married
No man to show with to all the gatherings
So sad a sight, how lonely could she be?
But what they don’t know is I’m fine on my own
I cook, I clean, I mow my own lawn
Tend what I must, and pay all my dues
Don’t need a man, I’ll be my own muse.
But then they’ll say that I’m gay somehow
Don’t want a boy but girls are allowed
Say that they’ll accept me for whoever I’ll be
What a life it is to live in this society!
And what they say always tires me out
‘You need to get married’ is all they can mouth
So sick and tired of this endless issue
I want to be single; that is my rule.
I want to work as hard as I can
Earn all of my keeps; and not a man
No need for rushes, I have a plan
I’ll be with someone if that’s what I want.
For starters, I love my independence
Binds from lovers are absolutely absent
No need for cuddles, I have my cats
Talk to my friends, that’s how I catch up!
And friends, for me, are better to keep
The truer they get, the better they’ll be
Than with a man who’ll I be so worried
Where are you at? What time will you meet me?
And I see those as some kind of a pain
You have to reply again and again
Some may want that but that is not me
I may look like too sad, but I don’t need saving.
And so I hope that people can understand
Why certain women won’t have a man
But I’m not against to those who have one
That is their life; they know how it runs.
For there are people that their love is so true
Till death do they part is what they will do
And that is so beautiful, is what I would think
So sweet is the two, they make each other pink.
But there are some couples who like to have fun
No need for seriousness, they bask in the sun
Whatever may come, whatever they take
They think it is cool, but their love isn’t fake.
Yet there are couples who’re bad together
They argue a lot, throw vases at each other
Some of them end up breaking apart
Their kids to share, give child support.
Everyone of us have choices to take
Good for the others, some make mistakes
But to live with content is what we should make
We do live freely, but our lives are at stake.
Each of us, people, have their own stories
One likes to love; others are like me
So I wish that people won’t even judge quickly
It’s okay to be single, just live your life fully.
schoolgirlforreal on March 01, 2021:
I agree. I find it better to be single than with the wrong guy. I've only had one suitor that i really loved and it didn't work out. Some brag about having a partner but complain about them often. Your poem makes sense.
Waiting for true love or none at all.