in a world called my mind

20

You told me

Well behaved women seldom make history

If that was true

You'd let me misbehave

But you say

Don't talk to boys / sit up straight / play nice / take my advice

I want to

Climb trees / wear paint-splattered jeans / get a tattoo / have pockets

Let me be me

You want straight hair and a white picket fence but

I want the world to be better for my kids

You want perfection

I don't need a lecture

It's not idealism