Blood runs down from my uterus to my underwear.
I had that peculiar feeling, something weird is going on down there.
I took a look and it definitely caught my stare.
Little did I know I was becoming my own woman.
Ignorant, innocent, naive – knows no squat about men.
Immediately I went to my mother to tell her the news.
Your little girl's not so little anymore – should she change her views?
She just told me that having your first period is just like living in the mews
It might be something new, but it's definitely something old.
Rather gruesome and when left for hours it turns into mold.
Is that really what she just wanted to say?
I just turned into a lady, so fresh and sweet, like hey?
Exploring for girls like me should always feel like the month of May
But without your supervision, how can I guide myself from stupidity?
A fear and warning you've inflicted on my head, which broke my liberty.
As I tried to speak to my dear father about a girl's problem.
It's not the napkin, pantyliner, and blood that he condemned.
The fact that I could bring an unwanted human being into this world spelled "damn".
Why the hell would he talk about that? I don't even know how to peel a napkin.
Maybe we should just talk about why napkins don't go in a recycle bin.
I am sure that it is just the phallic stage that's talking.
As it said that we are soon to discover our own organs to start playing.
It felt good for someone who is naive – little did she know it was masturbating.
Did I just mention a dirty word – or is it something unaccepted?
For this society full of unfair judgment and ridiculous hatred.
They all told me that making love could get you addicted.
Once you break the hymen, it's the feeling that gets you distracted.
So, what if was composed of one-night stands or somehow too liberated?
At least I was being true to myself, I embraced my sexuality.
As it is something most of us can't do and that's stupidity.
Could a girl bring a human being into this world if she only knew about trust?
Not talking about the feeling but the rubber thingy that limits your lust.
Question is – should they stop us or is education a must?
The problem is they hide everything and we know nothing.
Next thing we know, a young organ is squirting a human being.
I explore and explore but then I know my limitation.
Yes, it is possible to know a lot while exercising liberation.
What we need is not a holdback but extreme education.
What could happen to the next girl who can't peel off a tampon?
Maybe she'll know less about contraception and choose pitiless abortion.
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Just A Woman
PoesíaIs it really fair to call a girl or a woman 'just'? Maybe it's just right to put 'the' first before calling us that. This book is all about how it is to be a woman from being just a girl where everything is such a blur and how it all gets to be cry...