Society and all it's unjust ways.
What..is that..is that a bull ring?
A septum ring you say?
Boys don't think that is cute, you know!
Because when i permanently scar my body,
When i put jewelry in it,
and inject ink into my skin,
The first thing i should think about is whether or not the first male i see will get hard looking at it.
Why did you cut your hair?
It was so pretty long!
I liked it better long!
What does your boyfriend think?
Your girlfriend likes it..?
You're...You're a..a bisexual?
You utter the word like i'm a disease and try to end the conversation as quickly as you can
I'm not going to say it would be any different if you were talking about a girl liking it
Why does society feel the need to tell me,
A 16 year old girl,
That before I do anything to myself,
Before I cut or dye my hair,
Before i put on a pair of shorts,
that i should think about what others will think,
I'm tired of being told what others think!
I did this to myself for me,
Yes, I like girls and no i don't want to have a threesome with you.
Yes, i'm wearing shorts and no i'm not asking to be raped.
Yes, I have piercings and no i don't care what they will look like when i'm 80.
yes, I go into stores alone and no that doesn't mean i want some 40 year old man to kidnap me.
I am deathly afraid of men.
Not of what they think,
But of what they are capable of and what they think is acceptable.
A world where if I were to be raped it would be my own fault,
A world where no means "more" or "try harder" ,
A world where having depression and social anxiety is "just another call for attention",
A world where if a girl has sex she is a slut, worthless, a piece of trash,
But where a boy is congratulated,
A world where a lesbian is messed up, a bisexual confused, and a straight girl a "goody goody",
And the only thing we have in common is that we all need a man to put us in our place,
Is not a world i would want any child of mine to grow up in.
Quite frankly, my grandmother did a great job of raising me,
But my mom would've done just as good if she had wanted to.
My dad left,
He left to make a new family,
Because he decided ours wasn't good enough for him.
Why is it okay for a man to decide that me mother, my brother, and me aren't worth sticking around for while my mother gets blamed for not being a better wife?
Don't you dare tell me that I need a man to put me in my place,
That I need a man to take care of me,
That I need a man to get places in life.
Don't get me wrong,
There are good guys in this world.
Just very rare.
My brother and his girlfriend have a great relationship.
They love each other.
But I would never lie and say that she needs him.