girlhood

From the moment 

you no longer pick 

the underwear with the characters 

because one day -someone- might see them now. 

 

To the day 

you are sobbing 

broken-hearted, being told-

"thats just how boys are." 

 

There will come the very day 

You realize 

You have lost yourself 

trying to appeal to desire 

 

And you will then 

experience what it is 

to be a woman 

in a man's world. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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