My name is Sofia
But nobody knows it
I come home from soccer
I take off my clothes
My jersey, my shorts, my boxers, my socks, my cleats
I stare into the mirror
I am Sofia
I am soft
I open my medicine cabinet
I dig around to the back
I pull out my lipstick
I trace around my lips
I smile at myself
I flex my muscle
I am Sofia
I do a twirl
I dig around in my bathroom vanity
I go to the back of my drawer
I pull out mascara
I put it on
I wink
I am Sofia
I push up my blonde hair
It has been slicked back with gel
I look at my flat chest
I am okay with who I am
I am okay with my body
I am okay, because I am Sofia
I am the only one who knows
One day, the world will meet me
