"aw, why don't you smile!" the man says, looking at me.
"c'mon, you old thing, fly!" the child says, kicking the dead bird.
I'm not going to smile to look pretty for you a sight to see a sight for sore eyes I am not a dog.
in my abusive relationship my ex would tell me every day to clean his room clean the basement do the laundry if i didn't I was treated like a bad dog. made to look at the mess but it was not mine. many times, when I did my job it wasn't sufficient "I ******* HATE CLUTTER"
clean it yourself, then. but no, I did. even when I didn't like you. even when I hated you.
when I was 19 at the bookstore a man told me to get him a card, could have reached it himself could have done it himself guess I misheard him and got him the wrong one "are you stupid?!" in his thick accent "stupid girl get me a napkin. throw it out here, throw it out I said"
you can't be any good at video games, you're a girl.
you can't be bisexual you're just doing it for attention.
you can't wear that and expect people to respect you expect people not to harass you expect people to think you're smart expect people to not think you're a ****.
IF I am a **** for being confident with my body for being comfortable with my sexuality for being open about my orientation for enjoying *** then yeah, I am I am not ashamed of any of those things and they do not make me less of a human.
don't tell me to smile. don't tell me what to do or when to do it I will do what I want whenever the **** I want
I won't smile. I will wear tank tops and makeup and beat your *** in every video game make you feel worthless I will speak my mind have opinions morals I will read literature learn educate myself educate others I will have *** with whomever I want safely, but without any shame
I will be human
im trying to write a poem every day and oops its 12am and i didn't write one oops oops oops (this counts)