pretty isn’t everything you punk ass

my body is not a fucking billboard for you to stare

at my hips were not made for your enjoyment the feeling

of your eyes drilling holes into the back of my

head do not make me feel beautiful your catcalls

are not a compliment no I am not starved for attention

let's get one thing straight: I wear dresses because I want to

fucking wear dresses not for you but for me

I'm not a bitch if I say no and I'm not a slut if I say yes

you are not the king stop putting yourself on a pedestal

I am not required to bow down to you and I never will

I know who I am I am confident enough to not care what you

think of me; my standard in beauty is not how many guys

want to fuck me it is not measured by how many boys

whisper about me to their friends you do not

have any influence on my self-worth I do not wear makeup

to prove to you that I am pretty do not assume anything

about me I am not your history textbook you know nothing

about me and if you did it wouldn't matter because all you

care about is how pretty I look and not who I actually

am and that makes all the difference

(h.l.)