I'm A Young Lady
one time when i was little
my father gripped the collar
of my jacket a little too tight
and shook me
a little too hard.
he said,
"don't you ever back talk me,
young lady."
i've been a young lady for eight years now.
i'm not afraid to tell my father what i think
because my opinions matter.
right?
just last week i stood up
squared my shoulders
and i told him
"daddy i don't want to be a
young lady anymore.
i wanna throw tantrums on the floor.
i want my imagination to expand and i want
nap time in my own dream land.
i want my room in pinks and purples
and tomorrow i don't want to see the people
that made me feel older than i really am."
he told me he was never more proud of me
for saying what's on my mind.
oh, and it's okay to fall apart sometimes.
-Noelle Burchfield ft. Tia Watson
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