Just Because i'm younger.
Doesn't mean I don't understand how the world around me works.
Doesn't mean I don't know what i'm talking about.
And it doesn't mean you all can push me around like a puppet.
Just because i'm male.
Doesn't mean my muscles are big and im into sports.
Doesn't mean my nails can't be long.
Doesn't mean my masculinity defines my entire being as a human.
Just because i'm pure.
Doesn't mean you can pick me up and break me, physically and emotionally.
Doesn't mean i'm too blind to see the ways im being used and abused.
Doesn't mean you can play with my feelings over and over again.
Just because i'm me.
What gives you the right to push me around?
What gave you the idea to shape me into something you desire?
What terrifying notion provoked you to break what's already broken?
Put yourself in my shoes and maybe you will understand.
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A suspiciously odd amount of Short Stories.
RandomHere's some stories that are small, may not have a beginning. May not have an ending. But they are what they are. Deal with it I guess. "//" - Super short writing bits. ">><<" - Short Stories.
