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What does it mean to be a man?
The answer is uncertain, but
I know that being a man
Is not what it’s made out to be
My body is not like the ones
On magazine covers, my
Hair is not as coarse as the hair
On his chest, and his voice
Reverberates in a way
Mine never could
I’m too short, too fat,
Too feminine, too nice,
Too emotional, too uncertain
But why is it wrong to
Be a man and cry?
I cry for our masculinity
Because if it’s so easy to break,
What is the point in having it?
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i miss you like
the desert misses the rain
ive adapted to
live without you
ive buried everything
we grew
and if we meet again,
disaster will strike
but there is one thing
about the end:
i will still be here,
i will benefit from
disaster,
and you will be the
one coming back
to me
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there will always be the
misconception
that i have managed
to manipulate all of you
to think i am the victim
i have been victimized;
but this is not the time
nor the place
i am not your second best
i am not your therapist
i am not your doormat
i am angry
i am hurt
and i am not going to
let myself be treated
the way i have always
let myself be treated
i am not going to let
anyone hurt me
because i am going to
plant myself down
and tell you to
try to uproot me
i would like to see you try,
because trees are not victims
they just live.
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To every woman and girl
That I have called pretty
Before anything else,
I am sorry
Women are the hearths of life
And I am sorry to have not
Shown my awe at your strength
Before your beauty
Girls are impressionable and
I’m sorry I didn’t ask you
Your talents before I saw
Your [girlish] beauty
I’m sorry that “beautiful”
Came first, instead of
Talented
Strong
Important
Loved
Willful
Because all women, and
Al girls:
You deserve more
Because you are more
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the world has not
been kind to you;
you have been
hardened and
ostracized so much
you can barely
recognize yourself
it takes a lot of
courage to admit
you aren’t the person
you wanted to be
and people change
you have not known kindness
but i can change that
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i have so much
to say yet
no one will
listen
i have so much
to see yet
no one will
show me
my hands are tied
and my mouth is
glued shut
what a conundrum
how unfortunate
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we used to hold each other close when we were under the covers. we used to talk on the phone for hours. send pictures back and forth. screenshot after screenshot and inside jokes. casual and full i love you's thrown around often. smiles and always an i miss you. but now i want to kill myself and we just send random messages. you don't even look at me in passing. you replaced me so quickly it gave me whiplash. we sometimes say words but we definitely do not talk anymore. everything changed so quickly and i just need to know: what made you turn around and face your back to mine? why don't we laugh at our own jokes? am i missing you or what we had? tell me.
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i know you have
a heavy heart
it sinks into the pit
of your stomach
it weighs you
down, hunches
you over while
you heave for
breath
i know your heart is heavy
but it doesn’t have to be
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how long does
it take to get over
a loss?
a loss of love
a loss of life
what is the time limit?
months? days? years? minutes?
call me when you find out
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There are nights where my body
Is turned into stone; my body
Betrays me once again
The monsters in the shadows
Crowd until they hover
Forming your face again
Just like the first time,
I can’t scream
My body betrays me
And it hurts; just like the
First time it happened
I’m unable to move, my
Traitorous body aches
And all I hear is your
Voice, telling me to take it
And my body still betrays me.
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