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Thursday, February 26, 2015

Tall Girl



Tall Girl

I’m so interested to see
What you think of me
Who you think I am
And damn!
I just love it when you point and stare
As if you think that I don’t care
And that piercing glare
Coming from your eyes
Has become the only thing that I despise

And then I love when you stop just to ask
“Hey, do you play basketball?
Cause, being that tall, that’s all you gotta be good at, right?”
I can’t even put up a fight anymore
Cause even though I don’t play anymore
I still seem to be your little basketball whore
It’s the only profile you let me fit into
Even though their other things I like to get into
You just can’t give into
The fact that I like to do other things
I like to do my hair, wear skirts and earrings
Takin long walks on the beach
Maybe read a book
Takin bubble baths
And tryin to cook
Balancing ten things at the same
Studying feminist thought
While writin this rhyme

But wait wait
You can’t imagine a girl my size
Writin these words
Youre so perturbed
“I mean let’s be real girl, that ain’t you,
basketball’s what you do!”
I saw that look on your face
When you told me that’s my place
That place on the court
“basketball girl, that’s your sport!”

or do you mean my burden
the changes that bind
the thing that won’t allow me to grow
and that keeps your ass blind to the fact
that my happiness was all an act
just to please you and your four little kids
I’m tall and I can dribble so that’s what I did
And it remains the same
I had no love in my heart for that game
It’s just a game
IT’S JUST A FUCKIN GAME!    

I am someone without it
I swear I can survive without it
My heart is still pumpin inside
My soul is still filled with pride
And I can STILL cross you over and take your ass for a ride

And my strength is somethin I cannot hide
I’m a strong women with a ball in my hand or not
And I understand that seems to be something that you forgot
But be sure that I’ll remind and let you know
That there are other things I must do to let myself grow

So the next time you see a tall girl walking down the street
Try not to laugh with your friends and point at her big ass feet
And whatever you do, please don’t ask if she plays basketball
Cause ya’ll
Sports may be something she ain’t interested in at all
Just let her shine as she walks by
And when you catch her doin somethin else
Don’t bother to ask why
She’s just doin her thing and ain’t questionin you
Just let the girl be
And do what she gotta do

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