The blond silky hair, the fair skin,
miniskirts and caked-face makeup—
Go play with it they say—
a Barbie doll.
From the day my eyes opened,
Standards were set.
Expectations had to be met.
Just like a doll, I obeyed.
Clean this, cook that they say.
Do fashion, do nursing, be a housewife—
Don't do engineering, get away from technology.
Girls don't suit it. Let the men handle it.
Don't be such a girl.
Magazines, television, the media.
Portraying woman as they please.
Another one with a gaunt body, that's beautiful they say.
I turn the page.
Just play the role you're given.
Dressing this doll, whatever they like,
Whatever THEY THINK is right.
No. I refuse.
5840 days have passed.
Time can't be wasted.
Today is the day I rebel!
My heart thumps as I stand—
My lips start to move.
My feelings, dreams, and desires rush!
A tsunami that can't be stopped!
Technology, engineering, science, math,
all the things that I want to do!
Earthquake tremors erupting—a vision overflowing.
The muck has washed away.
What I kept within so hidden—
Waves crashing, breaking free.
I stand up and rush to pursue my dreams.
The doll - is dead - a woman is born.