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She wears: Skimpy dress. Tight shirt. Short skirt. I say: Women shouldn't have to. I give:  Empowerment.  You say: But men do too. Bare chest. V lines. I say: Yes but-- You say: No but. Society holds it's grip on women. Suffocating us everyday. Fitting us into boxes each day. Telling me what to wear, How to do my hair. Forcing paint upon my face to give Me a face unrecognized. Rewrite my name to something seductive, Marilyn. Regina. Not the name given to me, Hard to pronounce and  Not found on a gift shop key chain.  So I tell society to take their standards And shove them Because I will not be like the girl on the bus With scars and cuts across her arm. "Fat *** carved into her porcelain skin. Dear Society, I am me. I am not you.
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May 2, 2014
May 2, 2014 at 3:23 PM UTC
Dear Society
She wears: Skimpy dress. Tight shirt. Short skirt. I say: Women shouldn't have to. I give:  Empowerment.  You say: But men do too. Bare chest. V lines. I say: Yes but-- You say: No but. Society holds it's grip on women. Suffocating us everyday. Fitting us into boxes each day. Telling me what to wear, How to do my hair. Forcing paint upon my face to give Me a face unrecognized. Rewrite my name to something seductive, Marilyn. Regina. Not the name given to me, Hard to pronounce and  Not found on a gift shop key chain.  So I tell society to take their standards And shove them Because I will not be like the girl on the bus With scars and cuts across her arm. "Fat *** carved into her porcelain skin. Dear Society, I am me. I am not you.
I wrote this for a scholarship application and liked it, so here  it is.
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May 2, 2014
May 2, 2014 at 3:23 PM UTC
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