Thursday, March 19, 2009

DON'T

I don't want. Want to be:
I don't want to be your cookie-cutter cliché cutie;
I don't want to be your "OMG" brainless beauty.
Don't want to be your sweetie-pie, honeybun, Shorty, chick, Siamese soul-mate
I don't want to be. The next Cover Girl, I don't want to be. The next Elle Girl; It Girl.
I don't want to be Lindsay Lo or Britney; Paris or Hillary.
I don't want to model on top without a soul, without a soul purpose to inspire. Without a soul purpose to instigate an instant of fire for change.
I don't want, don't want, don't want to be:

Dismissed by you,
Owned by you,
Naive about you,
Torn by you.

I don't. Want to be. Don't want to be theorized, criticized, categorized, ostracized, analyzed, otherized.

I don't want, don't want, don't want you to:

Dominate me,
Obliterate me,
igNore me,
Trample on me.

I don't want to be molded, reminded of who I'm not. Don't want to be scolded, silenced, scarred, stuffed and stifled.

I don't want, don't want, don't want you to:
Define me,
Objectify me,
Normalize me,
Type-cast me

D
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N
T
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