My Body
I bumped into a wall And got a bruise.It hurt me , it didn't hurt you . I drank past my cut off limit And I woke up this morning feeling like deathIt hurt me, it didn't hurt you I shaved my legs with a brand new razor blade And I nicked my skin like 13 timesIt hurt me, it didn't hurt you What happens to my body and I how I treat it ,Affects me , it doesn't affect you But for some reason I still hear people making conversation Like dang she's gained a pound or two , as if it should bother you . But for some reason I still hear people talking about how I hold my pen funny , as if my grasp affects your daily tasks Growing up I was a stick , I didn't come to that conclusion yahll did . And my hair , I don't keep up with it you guys love to remind me like it's a problem that you need to fix Ohh marinda those pants are too tight , your booty sticks out , yah that's how MY body was made alright ? Maybe it hard to comprehend , but this my body - not yours instead . And maybe you need to understand that the way I look , talk , and dress is a choice I get to make cause it's my body for godsake Maybe you need a friendly reminder that you can't judge and dictate a body that's not yours in the first place So until you get bruises when I get bruises , and your body changes solely cause mine does too , and my hairstyle magically is placed on you . Don't judge me , cause none of me affects you .