Stereotypes

I hate stereotypes

and the heavy, constant smell of perfume as I walk by my classmates wearing too much lip gloss

but I like dressing myself up

and I do care about my appearance

but I don't scrub away myself and my personality in the process of bringing myself up to my own standards

and I find nail polish entertaining

but I don't have it on all the time with the super long fake fingernails

and I pick it off right after it dries

and I don't like the super short shorts and the crop tops

but I don't have control over what the other kids wear

and what they do in their free time

and how much they judge each other and themselves

and I'm just tired of stereotypes

of what girls are supposed to be like

and what boys are supposed to be like

and how for some reason there's not supposed to be any in-between?

Really, guys?

Did you know

that a century ago -

or something like that -

boys were associated with the color pink

because pink was close to red and a strong color or something

and girls were associated with the color blue

because blue was a soft color and harmless or something

and now it's swapped back around

and society keeps spinning everyone in circles

and the circles overlap and change diameter and shape

and often there are random triangles and squares everywhere

and we're all spinning into oblivion

but we just have to hold on to stereotypes?

Calico Frost

VT

13 years old

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