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Don't say I am confusing Don't make your indecision my fault You are a boy Chest hair does not make you a man And I have gardens growing In the palms of my hands You know It takes time to grow I am slow I am stone You hammered me Expecting me to shatter But smart girls carve themselves Out of diamonds Garnets Rubies Stop pretending as if you've broken something You barely scratched the surface Simply clouded it with your breath (It was probably time for a polish anyway Thanks for the reminder) Tomorrow I will shine I am stone You will not erode me Nose, fingers, ears Cold to the touch Shivers through my shoulders Do not ask if I'm okay. Do not assess the fullness of my schedule Do not keep the news from me Because I'm "too busy" You are a coward and I am empowered Your judgement is wrecked If you truly think you have that affect Stop trying to make your weakness look like mine I am stone Stop apologising Thinking I'll be empty now All that's empty Is your words I'm solid the whole way through Your weak little lungs could not Blow me down You wish you were the Big Bad Wolf The previous was a stick figure And the one before Had hair like hay I am brick I am stone So huff and puff away
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Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 8:41 AM UTC
All for it.
Don't say I am confusing Don't make your indecision my fault You are a boy Chest hair does not make you a man And I have gardens growing In the palms of my hands You know It takes time to grow I am slow I am stone You hammered me Expecting me to shatter But smart girls carve themselves Out of diamonds Garnets Rubies Stop pretending as if you've broken something You barely scratched the surface Simply clouded it with your breath (It was probably time for a polish anyway Thanks for the reminder) Tomorrow I will shine I am stone You will not erode me Nose, fingers, ears Cold to the touch Shivers through my shoulders Do not ask if I'm okay. Do not assess the fullness of my schedule Do not keep the news from me Because I'm "too busy" You are a coward and I am empowered Your judgement is wrecked If you truly think you have that affect Stop trying to make your weakness look like mine I am stone Stop apologising Thinking I'll be empty now All that's empty Is your words I'm solid the whole way through Your weak little lungs could not Blow me down You wish you were the Big Bad Wolf The previous was a stick figure And the one before Had hair like hay I am brick I am stone So huff and puff away
Possibly unfinished.
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ruby-cushla
New Zealander
Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 8:41 AM UTC
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