I don’t want to “man up!” but still be feminine so u dont scare the boys away
I don’t want to have to prove that I am insteresting enough
I don’t want to climb the mountain men call a pile of dirt
I don’t want to run the marathon men call a yard
and I dont want to fight the war men call a job
I dont want a podium 3 inch shorter than the men all cause i was wearing heels
’cause god forbid a young woman be taller than the men itself!
Act like a girl
I don’t like calling my art poems though much might say so, I never think that my silly little writings are ever good enough to be called “art” I always thought that, that would make actual poets felt invalidated. But if art is whatever the artist thinks is, then I’d like to think that this is art.
nana's corner 