So many wanted her to stay inside the box of their construction
Happy and content with the societal norms
All she wanted to do was be free, to be herself
Maybe if they all accepted that she would have bloomed
Except they belittled her for being different till she hid away her truth until it was gone
Perhaps one day I will be a king
Reaching up and placing the crown on my own head
It would be then where I fulfill my destiny
Never looking back, I would break down barriers and shatter glass ceilings
Creating new norms that would create a more equitable society
Even though some may call me queen, my breasts won’t define me!
Stripes of red and yellow paired with polka dots
That were purple and orange
Yelled out loud that she had entered the room
Leaving no doubt in her confident defiance of the norms
Everyone envied Grandma’s audacity
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