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Sexism

Sexism
Growing up we’ve  always thought people were born with a disgusted look on their faces
Because that’s how they have always looked at us
Boxes
 check 1 check other
People don’t know we hid between people like we do
They don’t swich and twitched  activitly make decisions of which
Which part of us do we have to change to fit in today
Which aspect of are personality will a fend the least and blend the most
And work and succeed and bury the lead like a switchboard of traits that decide are fate
And were always wrong
Always worst than the boys
Always asking them to stop 
And people point are way
Like the scarecrow
Like tornados blowing us which ever way the wind blows      
Well we don’t want to play games today
Us girls are prepping for the final
Just like any footballer dose
 
The box is empty
And glaring and daring for us to choose one
Well were an expert at being ignored
Are whole life we have been preparing
And were an expert at it now
we can just to turn away From a nasty comment
In a second
Because where there is roots there is power
But all we are is topsoil
Are blood is like water and oil refusing to stick
Are old comments that have been sat in the back of are heads
That camera that locks all comments in a flash
Saved for when we cant last
 
That comment that sparked a fire inside us
That all fit in a box that can be carried from one side to the other
Of are heads
But that’s not a kind of question people ask
 
So many line in the sand
And so many cants and cans
We see both worlds
So why cant you?
And we skip and jump and dance
And still fall in between
We belong in the spaces between
Check all that may apply
After we are all the same

Copyright © Jess Tooby | Year Posted 2021



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A Pice of Me Is Gone

A pice is gone
What has it been 3 years 
And yet not I day goes by I don’t miss you
Your hugs were warm 
You made my happy 
You made me full 
but now your gone 
And no one knows how much I miss you
I miss you grandad 
I didn’t  have enough time with you 
I want a cuddle again 
I hope your ok up their
I’m up their with you in theory 
As I’m dying inside
Love you

Copyright © Jess Tooby | Year Posted 2021

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Scared Is Not the End

Scared is not the end

Although I am scared 
You must be terrified 
Although I do cry
You must tremble 
Although it is a risk 
You will take it
Although it is hard 
It is harder on you
Although I don’t want you to
You need to to make it right 
Life is a hard life 
And you’ve had it difficult 
Love is hard to get 
And you’ve got it all around you 
And although we can not see you now
You’re memory is all we have 
Of happy times we spent together 
And grandkids you met
I no you read this poem
So many times before 
But now the ending is different 
As it was before 
And we all thank you for the extra time 
We all spend together 
And now we look up at the stars at night 
To all say good night together 
Sweet dreams my dad and grandad

Copyright © Jess Tooby | Year Posted 2021

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It Hurts So Bad

It hurts so bad
Wipe the tears away
A pice of me is gone 
Wipe the tears away
Ur fine 
Just wipe the tears away
How am I meant to
Are you in my shoes
Do YOU know how I feel 
So how can you tell me to wipe my tears way
When you don’t know that 
I have no more reasons to live

Copyright © Jess Tooby | Year Posted 2021

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How Do You Know Who I Am

How do you know who I am?
I show you a side of me which is fake
I fake smile
I fake laugh
And I am strong 
But only on the out side
You do not see me
You do not know me
I cry at night
I cut in the dark
And no one noes my secrets

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Whats the Point of Talking When No One Is Listening

What’s the  point of  talking when no one is listening 
What is the point of dressing up nice if your invisible 
What is the point of being alive if no one sees you 
What is the point of dying and people being sad
If no one sees me now

Copyright © Jess Tooby | Year Posted 2021


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