Small is five letters
I fit myself into
Small is the bending of my back
To fit your image
Small is the narrow of my waist
To please you
Small is the attention I take
While speaking
Small is my virtue
While being hollered to
Small is the 30 cents
Missing from my wages

Small are the girls
Plastered on the television
Small are the roles
We see ourselves in
Small is the credit
We never receive.

And we wonder why our girls
Shrink?

I beg you

Ask them to grow.