A girl once confident in her tomboyish ways
Until she’s told she is no longer a Women
A feeling of despair as all her confidence is washed away
By the hurtful comments that had fallen upon her
The words of hate turned to needles
And her skin quenched into unnatural forms
Still no needle could hide who she really was
But the words came back
And the hate stabbed her like a knife
She threw out everything she once had
And turned back to her needlish ways
Now her skin pulled in all directions
Finally pleased the hate
With no confidence
No self worth
But consumed by complements
Accepted by society
And now, finally a Women.