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They stitch up my mouth.

They attach strings to my hands and feet. A puppet to their will.

They dye my hair blonde.

They dress me in pink.

They tell me exactly how I should act.

They tell me exactly who they want me to be.

My hair is brown. My skin is tan. My eyes are sea-green. I have opinions, ideas. The immature guys want a girl who fits into a mold. Sometimes I wonder if a doll would better suit their fancy. A doll cannot speak. A doll cannot create conflict. But I am not a doll. I am talented and beautiful, precious and loving.

Someday, the right person will value me for who I am.


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Following Your Feet