Girls Like Me

A responsed to the poem Guys Llike Me by ~mjnousak. It's a sweet poem, that makes me wonder about guys. I always think guys are assholes for some things they do, but then I stumble across this poem, and damn if he didn't restore a little of my faith in humanity. A little.

In his artist's comments he dared the reader to respone with a poem Girls Like Me and not lie in it, or stroke their ego, and I accepted the challenge. I changed the format a smidegeon, but otherwise everything is all true and about as accurate as I could get it. He asked for a line by line analysis, and to label the good things and the bad things about yourself. I didn't do that here though, I'd like people to decide for themselves what's good and bad.

I know the analysis is long, you don't have to read it unless you want to. ^^

Soft and sweet
Is for the weak
(I'm not a sugary sweet girly girl, and frankly, certain girls come across as weak to me when they act sugary sweet and soft and helpless. I find it a bit disgusting really.)

Gentile, mild
I’d rather be wild
(I'm generally not a gentle person. If I don't like something, I'll tell you. I much prefer my wild independent self)

We fight and claw
Don’t mind our flaws
(I fight for what I think is right, and I don't care what people think of me. I also don't spend time trying to cover up what I don't like about myself. I change it, or learn to love it)

The edge of a blade
We are as we’re made
(I know I can be sharp tongued with my friends and family, and I feel bad for it sometimes, but a lot of the time I'm not. I am who I am, I'm not going to change who I am to make someone else happy, and while I may piss them off, I know my friends understand, or at least I hope they do)

Natural and strong
Fierce and wrong
(I'm naturally a very strong independent person, and I'm also fierce and I'll go down fighting if I have to, but sometimes I'm fighting for the wrong side. I admit that, but I also admit I'm fighting for what I believe in. If no one else likes that then fine. I don't need them)

Brains in our head
Won’t lie in your bed
Legs kept closed
Heart never shows
(I feel that this bit is a little self explanatory, but I'll comment anyways: I think before I get involved with a guy, and I won't spread my legs or sleep with just anyone. I'm dam proud that I'm still a virgin. I won't hand my heart out to just anyone, he's gotta mean something to me, and I have to mean something to him)

Our nail polish chips away
It’s just easier if you have no say
(The first line of this one means simply: I'm not gonna waste my time on what I think is something silly, like taking hours to get my nails done. It might be relaxing to some, but it's just not my thing. The second line means that it's easier for me if the guy I'm in a relationship with has no say in the private matters of my life. If I ever get married or get serious with a guy that might change, but for now, he doesn't need to know everything about me, and I don't need to know everything about him)

We’re wanderers, leaders
Gypsies and cheaters
(This piece was a bit of a reference to P!nk's hit song "Stupid Girls". Girls like me have ambition beyond having kids and screwing anything with male bits, and we will take risks to get what we want)

Honestly brutal
Your seduction is futile
(I'm an honestly brutal person, I won't soften my opinions for anyone, ever. If something isn't any of my business I won't say anything, but if they ask, I'll tell them up front and honestly what I think. The second is what it says: I won't be seduced or wooed easily and I won't play games. If you like me, tell me, don't play head games with me)

We smoke and drink
Drive ourselves the brink
(These are the only lines I lied in. I won't touch alcohol, drugs or cigarettes. Hell, I won't take aspirin if I have a headache. What I mean by these lines is that I like my vices, that's why they're my vices, and they're probably destroying me)

Brawls are our balls
Palm to the face for rude catcalls
Grab my ass, leer at my frame
You should know my fist has excellent aim
(Sometimes I like dressing up, like for dances and stuff, but most of the time I'm better suited for a good verbal sparring match and maybe a quick fight. I've never actually been in a fight, since most of the time I just walk away, but that won;t stop me from defending myself. The second line refers to how, when guys shot catcalls at girls or grobe them, they just blush and squal 'stop' or giggle. If I'm not dating the guy, or we aren't really good friends, and he grabs my ass or something, I will slap him in the face or knee him in the groin. I won't stand for rude behavior. That's how my Mom raised me.)

Is it wrong I don’t believe in paradise?
Is it right if I don’t consider you merchandise?
(I believe in Heaven, but I don't believe we humans can make this earth paradise. We spend too much time paving it over to put up parking lots. The second line refers to how, in a relationship, one or the other can usually be caught saying 'He's mine' or 'she's my girl' or something like that. I could understand saying 'He's my boyfriend' or something like that, but my boyfriend does not belong to me. He's a human being, not a carpet. The same courtesy should extend to me, I don't belong to anybody. I might devote myself to you heart and soul, but I don't belong to you)

Our hearts break
Our masks shake
(I might be strong and independent, but I'm human. My heart breaks just like anybody else's. I have emotions, I just don't wear them on my sleeve, and even if you can tell if I'm upset, that doesn't automatically mean I want you pointing it out to me.)

Sometimes we’re needy
Sometimes I’m greedy
(Pretty self explanatory. I can be as needy or greedy as any other human, even if I try not to be most of the time.)

I’ve got eyes, but I don’t always see
Could you handle a girl like me?
(I might have eyes, but I can be pretty damn oblivious to the most obvious of things. The last line is a challenge to the guy somewhere out there that's meant for me, because yes I believe in soul mates: can he handle me?)

Sorry about the length!