All Grown Up

I knew I was all grown up when I could no longer play in the mud because I would get scratches and bruises.

My body began to change. My chest began to become heavier and made it weird to run.

At 12 years old, men began to think I was older than what I was. My body became something I could no longer hide.

My body wasn't mine anymore. My body became an oblect to impress men.

The older I got, the more my chest poked out, the thicker my thighs became. This caused older men to look my way.

I could no longer hang out with my guy friends without people talking about me. I never did anything with them,

But it's all because of my physique, right?

The clothes I wear does not give men the right to look at me sexually or women and young girls to judge me.

Every day at school, I hear boys talk about the most recent girl they did inappropiate things to or the girls whisper about 

the girl that stays to herself now because she fell for the wrong boy and let him take her innocence and now the school

labels her as a slut.

I realized I was all grown up when I could no longer make myself look pretty without my parents thinking I was 

trying to impress a boy.

Girls began to get boyfriends and start dressing up more and wearing makeup.

Everythng I did and learned started to involve boys.

Why can't I just do things for myself? I don't need a man to take care of me.

I don't need a man to impress. All I need is me.

Only Me.