You’re a woman now
I was only 13
Weighed down by expectations to hold up an illusion
One only others could see
Having to accept things
About something I never asked to be
I feel more comfortable in clothes
Two sizes too big for me
But they feel the need to speak
To stare
I can’t count how many times
My knees became weak
When I realized the motives of those around me
But if I screamed
The world would just close its eyes
It’s just a part of womanhood
Or that’s what everyone tries to tell me
And so I feel safest in clothes
Two sizes too big for me
And why I keep space
Between me and them
I see the motives behind their sparkling eyes
And the silver in their tongues when they lie
So now I won’t be accepting things
For something only others can see