"If you measure my worth
by the length of my skirt
or by how much skin
I choose to show,
or by the number of people
to whom I gave the power
to touch and feel my bare self.
Or if you measure it
by the number written
on my pair of jeans
or because I choose
to have my own basic principles
of life
that don't necessarily
go hand in hand with yours
then i'm sorry to say
but you're not worthy
of measuring my worth."
//Dia Tiwari
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Poems
PoetryThis is a poetry book made from people who request to put their own poems in here to any poem I find online. It is made for people to share and express their thoughts and emotions. *NONE OF THESE POEMS BELONG TO ME* (REQUESTS ARE CLOSE)
