What I Am

I had a moment of annoyance at the comments I sometimes overhear.
So this happened.
Feel free to add.

I am just a person.
I am just a girl.
I am just a woman
I am just myself

I am not your honey
or your love, your sweet, your doll
I am not the cute one
or the baby, pretty, bird.

I am not an object
for your leering smirking looks
I am not an animal
for your patronising whistles

I am not just 'that rack'
'those legs' 'that skirt' 'that dress'
I am not just 'ugly'
or 'wrong' 'too boy' 'too strong.'

I am just a person
I am just a girl.
I am just a woman
I am just myself.

The End

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