I always felt that the character of Miranda in Shakespeare’s “The Tempest” had something missing. She is “to be admired” but she never seems to do all that much, or indeed think all that much.
You’re a name
A stereotype
A character
Created to entertain.
You’re a prop
To be used
To be ordered around
To be lifeless
A personality designed
To be desirable
To be unachievable
‘To be admired’
A flower
Sitting in a corner,
Looking pretty
No life of your own
A character
The perfect woman
Beautiful
Meek
Never to stand up and
Show them all
Who you really are
A Mona Lisa
Smiling
But not knowing why
A lifeless life
A characterless character
A gaze with no depth
Their perfect woman:
A woman with no mind
A woman with no will of her own
A woman with no dreams
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