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Who Am I Wearing?

April 13, 2021
By LyReSa PLATINUM, Raleigh, North Carolina
LyReSa PLATINUM, Raleigh, North Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
“A man dies when he refuses to stand up for that which is right. A man dies when he refuses to stand up for justice. A man dies when he refuses to take a stand for that which is true.” — Dr Martin Luther King Jr



How can I wear my pride without conflict?

Something inside of me wonders;

How can I be myself without backlash?


I am not jealous of other girls or what they wear.

Nor am I influenced by their confidence and elegance.

I am instead  jealous of their freedom.


Freedom; to wear what they want others to see them as.

Confident.

Freedom; to wear what they are comfortable with.

Themselves.


Instead what I get is a ticket back to my room.

A ticket to lack of self-esteem

A ticket to hoodies and sweatpants that I can’t fit;

A ticket to “Who am I?”


“What are you wearing?”

“Cover yourself up.”

“Go change”

“Act like lady”


Even when I am wearing clothes that do not fit.

I attract others like hummingbirds to nectar on a tree.


So why change myself for society’s rules and regulations?


I am a woman.

I am someone who I want to become.

Why change?


I wear my own skin.

I wear what makes me feel confident that day.

I do not care about others' stares or muttering of my style.


My past and how I grew up defines who I am.

But it does not define who I become.

 


The only thing that stays and lingers in my mind are things others have said;

“Do not make a name for yourself”

Things I started to believe,

“Men are dogs, don't let yourself become a piece of meat.”


Things I started to become.


Self Conscious.

Anxious.

Trapped.

Lost; wondering who I am.


My mirror mimics my movements but today it seems to be asking me the same question I ask myself;

“Who am I wearing today?”

 

Lydia S                                          Who Am I Wearing?                                        2.29.20


The author's comments:

So, in middle school I was very self consious. I lived in a generation where middle schoolers and freshman in high school were wearing crop tops and leggings; or less. So I did everything I could to fit in, without knowing who I was I kept trying to be everyone else. Until sophomore year when I finally got a personality I could call my own I started wondering if anyone went through the same "phase" I did. That is around the time that I wrote this piece when I was reflecting last year. 


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