A Contradiction


Sometimes I wish I was small
More delicately built
Like girls are supposed to be
Sometimes I wish I had the body of the kind of girl who is
Petite. Beautiful. Tender.
So that I wouldn’t be so big next to other girls
So that I can feel tiny too.

Sometimes I wish I was big
Strong and hard
So I could walk down any dark lane
And not have to be afraid at all
Knowing that I could take on almost anything
Anyone who tried to hurt me, touch me
Feel me without my consent
So I can fight them on my own

Sometimes I feel like a contradiction.

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