Is it so wrong to want to remain single or a virgin for the rest of my life?
Questioning faces with raised eyebrows
Virginity is scarce
Promiscuity is rampant
And they act as if I’ve committed a heinous crime
An unforgivable sin.
They mock me
They want to put me to shame
Cast stones at me
All for what?
For standing my ground and not confirming to what they want.
But I will not back down
My resolve is strong
Let me be the odd one!
Let me be the rebel!
Let me be the outcast!
I will not conform to them.
They say I’m lonely because I am alone
They say I haven’t tried falling in love just because I have no significant other
They say I haven’t truly had my heart broken because I’m single.
But don’t they know I’m at my happiest when I am alone?
Don’t they know that I’ve fallen one too many times for the wrong person?
And don’t they know that single people has had their hearts broken more often?
I know the answer
But no one understands
They see me as lonely
Even when I’m truly fine.
They think I need to have a significant other
When all I need is space
I don’t need to answer them
Because I know the answer
And I alone understand why.
And I questioned myself.
I wondered what’s wrong with me
I wondered what others may have that I don’t
Had self doubt
I wanted to get away from everyone
I felt ridiculed
I was hurt
They question me…
They thought I need fixing
So they did a lot of mixing
Add some spice to my “lonely” life
Then maybe I’ll be somebody’s wife
I let them do what they think is helping me
While deep inside I plot my own story
Because I prefer to be just free
They make fun of me
Because I’m single
They say I only pretend to be free.
I’m shackled and tormented they say
As if being single is such a discomfort
They say it in such a way
As if I will never know happiness in any day
Yes, almost everytime they ask my why
When the question ought to be is, why not?
I danced alone, like I did for a thousand years
Some stare like I had an incurable sickness
Some are amaze at my boldness
Defying the norm.
I feel whole
I feel empty
I may in fact be incurable
But this shows I am strong enough to be on my own.
Is it so wrong that I prefer to be alone?
To choose not to “settle down”
To just be single for the rest of my life
To not want what most want
To just be by myself
Tell me, is it so wrong?
I wonder if I’d ever fall again
I wonder if that will ever come
Right now I am not looking for it
If it will never come, I won’t mind at all
With just one word
Silence or inspiration comes