I’m raising smart girls
Think and speak for yourself girls
There is no box, “I do what I want”, girls
Set yourself apart girls, follow the truth in your heart girls
Fuck your version of beauty girls
“I’ll wear what I please”, girls
My hair, my skin, MY BODY MY CHOICE girls
Your hands and your opinions stay away unless I ask for them girls
The only ugly thing in the world is hate girls
If you don’t like me, look the other way girls
Bust your ass to get what you want girls
Don’t. Ever. Quit. girls
Kind, thoughtful, yet strong/determined girls
Do no harm, but take no shit girls
Fight for the weak girls
Love is Love is Love is Love girls
Let’s be clear
I’m not raising follow the crowd girls
Look, speak, & behave like a lady girls
In need of your approval girls
I am not raising satisfy your stereotype girls
Bound by arbitrary constructs girls
Tell me what I should think or feel girls
Wait for their hero girls
So please excuse
the lack of fucks given
by these girls
when you offer your unsolicited opinions
on what they should—or shouldn’t—wear
or how they need to do their hair
how much makeup is on their face
Or how they need to know their place.
Because believe me.
And it’s NOT to appease you.
My girls… They’re smart girls.
This post previously appeared on Oz’s blog Always Write.