Tattoos? Not a chance.
Can you imagine the weird glance
I’ll receive from future employers?
Dad once said “tattoos will destroy her” -
Her, being me.
Me, being too naive to see.
If only i was a gentleman.
“Dad, I think I like this guy.”
“Oh do you? Nice try.”
“But dad, I really do like this guy.”
“You will not be with him, say your goodbye.”
“But why, Dad? Why?”
“Because, I deny.
You must learn how to protect yourself from this guy.”
“Why can’t this guy learn not to take advantage?”
“Because, He’s a man. That’s you’re disadvantage.”
If only I was a man.
“Daddy, I think I want to pierce my ears”
“No, not for a few years.”
“Why, Daddy? Why?”
“Because.” he said with a sigh.
He has no reason, it’s her body
But no was the answer, and so she cried.
If only I was a guy
“Daddy, do you like this dress? It shows off my shape!”
“Are you kidding me? You’re asking for rape.”
“But Daddy, how am I asking?”
“By showing off your body that you should be masking.”
“But-“ she cried before she could finish her sentence,
“Because.” He said. “You are not a man’s toy.”
If only I was a boy.
So, she sat in her room with her journal and a razor,
Maybe next time he could learn to praise her.
But no, she is a girl
Growing up in a fucked up world.
But now she is not a girl at all
She’s taken her ultimate fall
No longer a woman, not even a man
A short life set free
If only I wasn’t me.
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