Dear men who try to change me I will not Quit smoking I will not Eat less Wear heels more often Or cut my hair I will not take drugs With you And have unprotected sex Because my body Is the only monument I have left. Dear father I will not Stop wearing second hand dresses To interviews And life changing job meetings I will not Stop putting black lipstick on Or cut my nails I will not Let you shame me Because my heart is brittle with Remorse From the years you lived next to me In absence. Dear mother I will not clean my room more often I will not wear pijamas to bed I will not change my friends Stop making tattoos on my skin Or come back home I will not let you take me down In anger Because I was born a different person than you And you taught me to confuse Aggression for affection To seek the impossible love In men And chase dust and abandon. Dear lovers I will not Write poems about you When you ask me to pour my soul Automatically To please your ego Because I will not change Who I am For anybody else Than me.
Ioana Cristina Casapu (via lazypacific)



















