You tell me to quiet down
Because my opinions 
Make me less beautiful.

But I was not made with 
A fire in my belly
So I could so easily 
Be snuffed out.

I was not made with
A lightness in my tongue
So I could be easily
Swallowed.

I was made heavy.
Half blade. Half silk.
Difficult to forget
But not easy for
the mind to follow.