please stop underestimating me
I may be at an outstanding height
of five foot one but that does not
does not does not does not does not
mean I cannot handle myself,
so go on and put your hand up
my dress one more time and
I swear you're losing it
god dammit.
please don't underestimate me
and though I don't mean to sound
like a super villain
do not do not do not do not
I can handle myself
I can I can I can
so can you handle yourself
please?
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stop being a girl,
stop making a big deal
out of something 'small'
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am I being overdramatic about the bruises and the nightmares and the manipulation?
YOU ARE READING
chasm
Poetrysometimes things happen and the only way to cope is with ink and a page. just a story of assorted thoughts, directly out of my journal.
