Poem #3

 Growing up I always had this fear of not being feminine enough for my Hispanic parents. I like monster trucks and playing in the dirt but my parents wanted me to play with dolls and  to some extent I did. I eventually started to grow more feminine but at that point I grew an aversion to things that may make me seem more masculine. It took many years of acceptance but I have let myself be who I want. If it's short hair and baggy tshirts then so be it. If its pink dresses and heels that click on the pavement then I'll take it. Every day I wake up feeling a little different and I have the ability to dress how I want and like what I want so I'll do it. Wearing certain things or like certain songs doesnt make me any less me regardless of who I am 
A wannabe poet
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