I do not have an hourglass figure
But I do cast a shadow that stretches beyond
The shape of my hips

I do not have toned features
But I am stronger than what you can see
Under my skin

I do not have manicured nails
Because I dig with with my bare hands
And rip out the weeds and the lies I tell myself

That I am not attractive
Because I’m not the one defined that word
But I am the one who wants to change it