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I looked up at the sky
Wondered who am i ?
Will I be defined by my gender
Or by the women before me
Wombs.
It’s where we all come from
And it would be wise to
Respect
Them.
Too many times
It’s taken upon
Men
To neglect
Them.
Degrade them.
And even
My mother got me pepper spray for Christmas and at the time I scoffed. She told me she just wants me to be safe and I asked what from; she just gave me THAT LOOK. Every time I go running I strap it to my arm.
Why can’t a woman be a man?
And why can’t a man be a woman?
Generations have passed and nothing is subdued.
I am a strong minded Hispanic women is something that is not only wrong but unusual to hear.
My crooked smile and loud laugh
Are things that make me flawless
My hyperactive crave for change
Are things that make me lawless
My 4'10" stature and petite frame
Attribute to my smallness
She breaths the air of stereotype
as she mounts the mountain of her life.
Walking on broken glass,
listening to others' cynical laughs,
she still manages to ascend.
Distant from inclusion,
