I’ve known Deep inside All along My value That I matter

Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up

Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see

Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field

My parents always say We’re proud of you I am too I got out of bed I used to get so much done

This world is covered in bias It’s all over you It’s all over me too This world is covered in bias It shades our words

Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco

The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals

I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface

You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top

A noisy restaurant Listen Focus Beyond the dishes The music

The strings that attach me To this world Ground me Yes they sometimes Keep me from flying

To be genius means To not follow the rules You don’t have to I wish to be smart But not self-important