I'm Just a Girl

Poem by Hope Lang

A girl, laughing at the firefly

Cupped in her tiny hand.

She sang hymns of the purest babe,

Born in a foreign land.

A girl, hair dyed orange not pink,

Bleached like white innocence.

She was the coolest girl in school,

Hair virgin in no sense.

A girl, crying on her bathroom floor,

She felt so very dumb.

Scrolling through blogs on purity,

What beast had she become?

A girl, human to very core,

Destroyed by fleshly touch.

All she wanted was redemption,

Was that asking too much?