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That little girl in the picture was never me. I was always this body but you hid me. under pink flounces and was hidden by the universe’s cruel joke puberty. I was always this brain locked with a red satin bow. To keep the world from knowing I’m not your baby to cuddle and hold, keeping safe from the world. I’m not the one to be protected from the mean girls. I don’t need to learn. To tease, the boys on the playground. I am who the world is scared of, saying that in my creation someone made a mistake. I am NOT a mistake. Protect me from the men who hurt me because, I cut my hair. Tearing the ribbons which adorned it and wrapping them ‘round my breasts. Let me chase the girls better yet let the girls say NO, I don’t want to be chased. And allow me be the type of boy who can respect that. Allow me to be any type of boy I want. Respect me. Don’t just allow me. Take a new picture of me, one that isn’t a lie. Look at this picture, the only one which tells the truth Put my now smiling face on your Nightstand.