Here I am in Kendal’s skinny jeans, white flowered top, and my stilettos
Helping Trevor carry a cooler of booze to your Aunt’s back yard
Trying to deflect your Dad objectifying me
Thinking
This is where I came from
How I was made
Moulded into me
This is what I have been running from most of my life
But why
If I love who I am should I not also love where I came from?
Woman
Stop dying your roots and let them grow out