not feminine
not delicate or sweet
my hands were not made for gentle things
i have long fingers
and aching bones
my joints are ******
my knuckles are bruised
my skin is scarred
my hands were not made to be beautiful
they were made for communication and creation
they were made for climbing and fighting
they were made to make things beautiful
and for appreciating the things that already are
lemme touch ur soul and ill make it pretty