my body is profane already
though i have done nothing profane with it
my breasts trapped in a compressing bra
that binds and squeezes and makes it hard to breathe
my waistband digs into my hips
my underwear cuts at my thighs

my face is blank
but that is no solution
too much has been given away already
in the curve of my chest
under any shirt
despite bad posture
and high collars

my mind does not match my body,
which should be out flirting,
dancing with boys

inside i am a tomboy child
ready to fight and cry