My body is not an amusement park
a place where teenage boys go to forget their worries
I am not a toy to be thrown away once you are done and bored
I am not a playground full of slides and swings to play with
My emotions are not here to fuel your fragile ego
I will not throw gasoline into the fire that is your masculinity
You are not the boss so I'm certainly not your employee
I am definitely not beneath you
You will not dictate what I do or say
I am my own woman
I have a fire in my heart that can't be put out with water
This mouth of mine can't be shut
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Poems of a troubled teen
PoetryThis is a collection of all of the poems I have written so far. My poems encompass a broken heart, privilege, racism, and young love.
