dear world: just because I have a chest doesn't mean that it is all that I am. I can write semi-decent poetry sometimes, for example, and you? You CAN'T.
they shove makeup at me,
ruby red lipstick
and black heels
an evening dress or a ballgown,
so that I totter out
in shoes that make my feet hurt
with painted lips
and a piece of fabric obstructing my ability to move.
is this what it means to be female?
to be pretty and alluring?
becuase I don't want to wear pantyhose
or spread concealer over my blemishes.
they don't try to make themselves
more physically attractive,
not in the way that girls are expected to.
my father taught me
that girls are strong, partly becuase we are smart
and we are survivors
and we do not need to be perfect.
he taught me to be proud
of being a girl.
and then he was gone.
and everything I learned became obsolete.
they don't explain to you in school
that pretty girls make more money
and so do taller ones
and that men are more likely to be chosen over girls.
i don't want to be the princess,
I want to be the prince who saves someone that needs help.
i don't want to twist my ankles wearing heels,
I don't want to shiver through pencil skirts,
I want to wear a suit.
and they don't tell you
that 2 of every 3 illiterate people are girls.
or that men's shoes are made better than women's
because it seems as though masculinity being favoured is 'normal'.
but the war for gender equality
is not over.
we have a long way to go.
and I will fight for my rights as a girl.