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Not My Responsibility

Couldn't change this, these are words of a queen- I'm not going to percept her words.
'Do You Know Me?
Do You Really Know Me?

You Have Opinions
About My Opinions

About My Music
About My Clothes
About My Body

Some People Hate What I Wear
Some People Praise It
Some People Use It To Shame Others
Some People Use It To Shame Me

But I Feel You Watching
Always

And Nothing I Do Goes Unseen
So While I Feel Your Stares
Your Disapproval
Your Sigh Of Relief
If I Lived By Them
I'd Never Be Able To Move

Would You Like Me To Be Smaller?
Weaker? Softer? Taller?
Would You Like Me To Be Quiet?

Do My Shoulders Provoke You?
Does My Chest?
Am I My Stomach? My Hips?
The Body I Was Born With
Is It Not What You Wanted?

If I Wear What Is Comfortable
I Am Not A Woman
If I Shed The Layers
I'm A Slut
Though You've Never Seen My Body
You Still Judge It
And Judge Me For It
Why?

We Make Assumptions About People
Based On Their Size
We Decide Who They Are
We Decide What They're Worth
If I Wear More
If I Wear Less
Who Decides What That Makes Me?
What That Means?
Is My Value Based Only On Your Perception?
Or Is Your Opinion Of Me
Not My Responsibility?'