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What you will learn

You will learn it from a young age-

That there is a scale and you

Sit upon it.

It is not your choice

It never was.

Even back then when

Your mother told you

You don’t look pretty with your hair tucked

Behind your ears,

She was trying to push you up it

One more

Little notch.

You will learn that it does not matter what you dream about

So long as it is not him

That it does not matter what scars you inherit

From your ancestors

Only what percentages you carry

And where you carry them,

Latino lips, African ass,

Do you **** like the gypsies you come from?

You will learn it does not matter what struggles you face

How hard it was to drag yourself

Out of bed this morning

How exhausted you feel-

You are worthless

Unless you can stay awake whilst he screws you.

You will learn that sleep won’t stop him.

You will learn that

 ‘I will wait until you are ready’

Has a time limit.

You will learn that your words will get you into trouble

That he’ll love you better

If you use your lips

For what they’re made for,

You will learn that your worth will be measured

In how many inches

You can take.

You will learn to fear

Birthing a girl

Learn to fear your hand slapping

At her hands

As she bites her nails

Stay pretty

Up the scale

And she will learn to love boys

Who love the way she moves her hips,

She’ll learn that last names don’t matter

And school grades don’t matter

And poetry doesn’t matter.

She’ll learn that she’s just one of those girls

Guys want to sleep with

And that that

Is okay.

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