What I want is to be heard
What I need is to be seen,
What I would like the most
Is to be me….
I will never forget that day that changed my world
I was six years old and told that something
special would happen to me......
Something that would prepare me for womanhood
I was six years old, excited over the big words and this new world
But when I saw the table and how everyone in the room smiled at me
A strange feeling grew inside of me
I knew something was wrong
But I was six years old, loved my parents more than anything.
I was put on the table, mother holding my hand
“Don’t worry sweetie, it will be over before you know it”
But she lied to me....
That day was the beginning of my pain.
A pain I can never forget
A pain that left me hollow for many years
A pain I can’t explain with words how I felt when the razor blade
Touched my body
To cut away my parts, my vagina
To cut deep inside of me
Five minutes felt like an hour and all I wanted was
To die…
But nobody heard my prayers
You took away something that was part of
My self….
My soul….
My identity….
What completes me as a human being.
And this was done without my voice because for you
I have always been invisible.
I can never take back what was taken from me
I can never changes what happened to me
The agony I sometimes feel when having my period
The agony I feel when enjoy a night with my partner
The agony I feel when looking at my body
Knowing that I can never feel whole
Never feel what I felt before I was six years old
I never asked for anything
I never wanted anything
Expect to be loved for me.
I share this story to tell everyone who that wants to listen
About the pain that comes with this experience
And to make everyone see that we need to love each othe
For who we are
Not what we want them to be.