lady of the lies we tell her selves

You’re too friendly;
You’re not friendly enough.
You shouldn’t wear that;
Flaunt it if you’ve got it.
You’ve got big hands, really tall,
you play ball?
Why did you do that?
Why didn’t you say that?
You deserved it;
You let him do it;
You didn’t stop him.
If it was me, I wouldn’t;
If I were you, it would be done.
I love you;
I hate you;
There is never an in-between.
You’re too skinny;
You’ve gained weight.
You’re too brown;
You’re too light-skinned.
You wear glasses;
What about contacts?
You look young;
How old are you?
Your body belong to U.S.;
Your thoughts controlled by Big Brother;
Don’t ever stop the pen,
Because no one else will sing your song.

Author: Guilliean Pacheco

Filipina adjacent. Cinéphile. (Bad) Feminist. INFJ. Mélomaniacal. Polymath. Raconteuse. Tsundoku.

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