This was supposed to be a fun time
but now I’m just drowning in blood.
In my boobs that aren’t perfect circles.
In my belly that’s too big for anyone to appreciate.
In my legs that have jungles of hair
all the way to my ankles.
This was supposed to be a fun time
but now I’m just drowning in the body
society expects from me.
Big boobs, round ass, and nothing else.
No smarts, no personality, no passions,
nothing.
Just flesh they wish to manipulate.
They spread their words across my chest:
“Dirty”
“Slut”
“Whore”
not realizing that my monthly blood
from my vagina that signals that I’m
not yet pregnant
is a sacrifice I didn’t want.
A sacrifice I didn’t need.
I didn’t ask for this body
or my monthly period
yet I somehow received both
and in return,
I’m given nothing
but men crawling on their knees,
their hands grasping my flesh,
always wanting
more.
