He asks me, "Are you a feminist?-
Cause I swear I've heard this same shit before
About mistreatment and inequality
And just more whining than you could imagine"
And I freeze up like the new kid the teacher called on
What am I supposed to say, no?
Cause that would be a lie
As a little girl I always knew I could play with 'boy' toys
When I was 5 I rode my kiddie blue monster truck around like I owned the whole block
When I was 8 I was labeled as a tomboy
And I didn't understand why I couldn't just be a girl
When I was 13 my body started changing
And I got real excited
Cause I thought that meant finally I'd be respected for the woman I was
But instead I just got uncomfortably stared at by men
I got laughed at by boys my age telling me how I should act
Harassed by my girlfriends for wearing baggy clothes and cutting my hair short
For liking girls like a guy should
A year later I wore cute little skirts paired with makeup tutorials
I grew out my hair and wore push-up bras
Cause that's what guys would like, right?
First day of school I wore a red tank-top that covered 3 finger length of my shoulders and got called slut
I'm told "Put some clothes on" and my 'friends' tell me I'm asking for it, yet
A boy smiled at me for the first time so I continued to play the role
A lot of it was such a lie but more people started talking to me
More guys noticed me
But that shit gets tiring to keep up
Trying to look different all the time was a WASTE of my time
Cause now my body's fully grown and I don't know what to do with it
I had to wear a bra
Cause if I don't I'm seen as a horny girl begging for attention
Begging to be touched
Begging to be handled with 'not so much' care
Have to shave my legs cause what would people think?
What would they say bout the girl whose always trying to be
"One of the boys"
Well guess what, world? Guys aren't that great anyways neither are you, you're all the same
I'm tired of all the lies
I am woman hear me roar
I can wear my jersey with these hot stilettos
I will wear as much eye shadow as I see fit
Not worrying bout what kind of 'message' that gives off
Cause believe it or not, ma'am, I want a new message!
How bout one to send to the guy who dares to ask "Are you a feminist?"
I'm mailing in my response 'GO FUCK YOURSELF' and licking the stamp
Not giving a shit about being lady-'like', lady-ish, lady-enough for you.
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Poems By A Clueless Girl
PoetryPLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT I NEED FEEDBACK. The first few works in this are old and not some of my best but the farther you go the more of me you explore. So, I hope you enjoy.
