So drag me by the choke chain of your beauty standards
Pin me to the cold concrete
And whisper worthless into my ear
And I will stand back
Bleeding from my thighs
Showing off the wounds you created
To try to make me less of myself
I will stand back
And spit
"Look at this.
Look at this mess you've made
Of the next generation
Of the bankers
And doctors
And politicians
And writers
And astronauts
And musicians
And poets
And still you say
We're just lazy"
And I will watch you choke
On the blood flowing from my kneecaps
Where you forced me
To kneel in front of who I want to be
While you tear that girl down
You cannot tear this girl down
This
Is for every person
Who has been told
They will never amount to anything
You are worth so much more
Than the crack of their whip
Than the spine of their bible
You are a diamond, dear,
Beautiful
And sparkling
And they cannot break you
