Full-Size Person

Lyrics

No No, not that

I know the face they hand me now Soft edges, smaller appetite A version of me trimmed for comfort Neat enough not to make them think But I've been alive too long for that Too long to shrink to fit the frame Too long to disappear politely Just to make them comfortable

I'm not done being a full-size person I'm not done taking up my space You don't get to round me off Because it makes your life easier I may be slower, I may be sore I may have less to prove these days But don't mistake worn down for gone Not me

I can feel the pull toward silence Toward the chair against the wall Toward becoming manageable To everybody after all But something in me still gets up Still says my name like it means it Still wants the hard shape of my life Back inside my own two hands

I'm not done being a full-size person I'm not done taking up my space You don't get to round me off Because it makes your life easier I may be slower, I may be sore I may have less to prove these days But don't mistake worn down for gone Not me

I can bend without surrender I can age without agreeing To become less real Less sharp Less seen (less seen)

I'm not done being a full-size person I'm not done stepping into frame You don't get to write me gentle If that's not who I am today I may be marked up, I may be tired I may not move the way I did But don't mistake less easy for less alive Not me

Not me Yeah Not me