I know better than to trust a man
Particularly a cis white one
They’re used to their priveledge
Their reality is an echo chamber
They expect to be deferred to
They want me to be a good girl
While my nature is iconoclast
They want to fight and win
While I want to survive
I avoid, not looking to confront
I don’t have to engage
Under rules they define
My defiance is silent
My rebellion is on my terms.