No more
When I was 10, my teacher scolded me for wearing shorts. Everyone in the class snickered at me. I became the "short shorts" girl.
I stopped wearing shorts to school from that day.
When I was 11, they called me bossy. They imitated me because I took the initiative for all projects, because I took up the role of a leader and because I grabbed opportunities like a hungry lion? Because I had ambition.
I had to keep my views hidden, and I had to silence my creativity or I would be called too "extra".
I became the 'she's So extra' girl.
When I was 12, they told me I had an attitude because I had many opinions, and I was very selective? And I voiced my views when something offended me. They pointed fingers at me when I spoke and said, "whoa Attitude". I became the 'rude girl with attitude".
13-year-old me cut my hair to a short bob. I walked into school with my head held high. However, the first person who saw me rolled on the floor laughing. They all laughed at me. They called me names, the "giraffe with the long neck" a "palm tree" and countless others. I was alone, crying in the bathroom. I was so angry with them. But I couldn't do anything about it. My voice left my body. I became the "weird-looking sensitive girl". I never cut my hair so short after that.
I went to the US for two months. Naive 14-year-old me picked up an accent. I tired a lot, but I couldn't get rid of it. It became a part of me; I was the accent, and it was me. But they didn't understand. They mocked me, imitated me and ridiculed me after all my speeches and presentations. I became the "pretentious wannabe". That day I gave up my love for public speaking.
When I was 15, my family asked me to stop wearing revealing clothes because I might entice men who saw me? I had to stop wearing shorts, even within the safety of the walls of my OWN HOME. I was labeled the "loose girl."
I'm 16. I'm very energetic. I love nature, and I chase adventure like a dog chases a cat. And because I'm different from them, they call me weird. They say I'm too extra. High on drugs all the time. I've become the "weird chick." BUT ENOUGH. They always have names for me. Good or bad, whatever I do, someone has something to say, to complain about.
I HAD ENOUGH. STOP trying to change me! Why can't you change? Why can't society change now? How much do you expect from us? What do you want us to be? Perfect little gentle rose petals with just one aim in life- To be shipped off to decorate a different house? I'm tired of trying to fit into this mold of expectations. I don't fit it. And maybe it's because I DON'T WANT TO FIT IN. I'm tired of trying to change myself. Yes, I have a voice that I won't silence. Yes, I have my own opinions and views and principles. I'll dream of what I want to dream of; I'll wear what I want to wear. You cannot CHANGE ME. I HAD ENOUGH. I do not live for you anymore. I live for me. For whatever makes me happy.
Change your thoughts, don't ask me to change mine.
When I was 12, they told me I had an attitude because I had many opinions, and I was very selective? And I voiced my views when something offended me. They pointed fingers at me when I spoke and said, "whoa Attitude". I became the 'rude girl with attitude".
13-year-old me cut my hair to a short bob. I walked into school with my head held high. However, the first person who saw me rolled on the floor laughing. They all laughed at me. They called me names, the "giraffe with the long neck" a "palm tree" and countless others. I was alone, crying in the bathroom. I was so angry with them. But I couldn't do anything about it. My voice left my body. I became the "weird-looking sensitive girl". I never cut my hair so short after that.
I went to the US for two months. Naive 14-year-old me picked up an accent. I tired a lot, but I couldn't get rid of it. It became a part of me; I was the accent, and it was me. But they didn't understand. They mocked me, imitated me and ridiculed me after all my speeches and presentations. I became the "pretentious wannabe". That day I gave up my love for public speaking.
When I was 15, my family asked me to stop wearing revealing clothes because I might entice men who saw me? I had to stop wearing shorts, even within the safety of the walls of my OWN HOME. I was labeled the "loose girl."
I'm 16. I'm very energetic. I love nature, and I chase adventure like a dog chases a cat. And because I'm different from them, they call me weird. They say I'm too extra. High on drugs all the time. I've become the "weird chick." BUT ENOUGH. They always have names for me. Good or bad, whatever I do, someone has something to say, to complain about.
I HAD ENOUGH. STOP trying to change me! Why can't you change? Why can't society change now? How much do you expect from us? What do you want us to be? Perfect little gentle rose petals with just one aim in life- To be shipped off to decorate a different house? I'm tired of trying to fit into this mold of expectations. I don't fit it. And maybe it's because I DON'T WANT TO FIT IN. I'm tired of trying to change myself. Yes, I have a voice that I won't silence. Yes, I have my own opinions and views and principles. I'll dream of what I want to dream of; I'll wear what I want to wear. You cannot CHANGE ME. I HAD ENOUGH. I do not live for you anymore. I live for me. For whatever makes me happy.
Change your thoughts, don't ask me to change mine.
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