When I was young,
I loved to play with barbies.
If I just did enough I could be like her.
A politician, an astronaut, a scientist.
Whatever I desired.
To do what I want to do,
Never taking a no for an answer.
When I was young,
teachers often asked for the ‘strong’ boys to carry the desks.
So I carried desks around the room until my hands were sore.
Just so I can prove that I was not weak.
Just so I can prove that we were equal.
Never taking no for an answer.
When I was young,
I loved to put on pink dresses and big ribbons in my hair.
Until they got ***** from the mud.
So I traded my skirt and ribbons for trousers.
So I could play around with the boys.
Never taking no for an answer.
When I was young,
The boys I used to know started to change.
Yelling ‘ew’ when girls walked by.
I just couldn’t understand why.
Other boys being made fun of after they talked to me.
So I distanced myself from them.
To stop their behaviour.
Starting to take no for an answer.
When I was young,
I wanted to be independent.
To sustain my life on my own.
To not ever take a no for an answer.
But now I look into my mirror and being a traditional wife is a calming thought.
No thought I like but a calming thought.
So I remind myself of barbie,
and I start to feel at ease.
Because I want to do what I want to do.
And I don’t want to take a no for an answer.
Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 4:33 PM UTC
When I was young,
I loved to play with barbies.
If I just did enough I could be like her.
A politician, an astronaut, a scientist.
Whatever I desired.
To do what I want to do,
Never taking a no for an answer.
When I was young,
teachers often asked for the ‘strong’ boys to carry the desks.
So I carried desks around the room until my hands were sore.
Just so I can prove that I was not weak.
Just so I can prove that we were equal.
Never taking no for an answer.
When I was young,
I loved to put on pink dresses and big ribbons in my hair.
Until they got ***** from the mud.
So I traded my skirt and ribbons for trousers.
So I could play around with the boys.
Never taking no for an answer.
When I was young,
The boys I used to know started to change.
Yelling ‘ew’ when girls walked by.
I just couldn’t understand why.
Other boys being made fun of after they talked to me.
So I distanced myself from them.
To stop their behaviour.
Starting to take no for an answer.
When I was young,
I wanted to be independent.
To sustain my life on my own.
To not ever take a no for an answer.
But now I look into my mirror and being a traditional wife is a calming thought.
No thought I like but a calming thought.
So I remind myself of barbie,
and I start to feel at ease.
Because I want to do what I want to do.
And I don’t want to take a no for an answer.
