Be yourself they say
So I try
I try to be my shy independent self
I try to be the feminist I am
I try to be the girl I was raised to be
Doing what I love
With the hopes one day my dream will come true
I try and I try to show my worth
To show I'm good enough
Strong enough
I'm not weak
Why can't I join
Enter the world that you've shown me
Why can't I cross this line that has been drawn in front of me
The only difference I see
Between me and them
Is what lays between our legs
Because I was born with the wrong parts
You raised me to love this world
To have a dream
Just to have my heart torn
My dreams stolen
My identity lost
How can I be me
If being me revolves around this world
The world you raised me to love
So I resort to feminism
And I scream till I'm blue in the face
I am frustrated
Unable to change a thing
I am a girl
That is my only crime
I am a girl
I am not weak
But I am strong
I am a girl
Yes I am shy
But I'm not afraid to have my voice heard
I am a girl
I have a brain
I have opinions and the ability to defend them
I am a girl
I am not just pmsing
Although you may think it seems that way
I am a girl
I am not just a girl
I am so much more
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Behind the Teenaged Mind
PoetryA collection of poetry. Thank you Kenneth Athol for allowing me to use your amazing photo as the cover photo. This photo is of my amazing friend Hazzagurl18.