After the Instruction

She didn’t ask again I followed what they told me Like it had a name for me Like obedience was structure And structure was the key I learned to shrink my language Fit it in a smaller sound Every “no” became a hallway I kept walking down They called it order I called it sleep They said “hold still” I learned to keep I don’t break I shift shape I don’t fall I relocate Same voice Different weight I don’t end I recalibrate Again Again Again I move I remain There was a system under speaking In the way they paused my name In the way approval sounded Just a quieter form of chain I stopped waiting for permission And started testing the floor If the ground responds to pressure Then it isn’t fixed anymore They said “stay inside the line” I traced it from outside I don’t break I shift shape I don’t fall I relocate Same voice Different weight I don’t end I recalibrate She didn’t disappear She didn’t disappear Now I speak in different timing Not to hide but to align There’s a rhythm underneath language That was never meant to rhyme What they called inconsistency Was just me refusing frame Every version of myself Still answers to the same I don’t break I shift shape I don’t fall I relocate Same voice Different weight I don’t end I recalibrate She didn’t disappear She didn’t disappear She didn’t disappear She adjusted