Scratch until I bleed,
I feel nothing.
Tear away at my flesh,
I wished for a new skin.
1 that isn’t tainted 
with such poison.
Invaded from time
And time again.
Only, but a product of 
a patriarchal society. 
This mind,

this body,

for long felt it hadn’t

belonged to me. 
No more. 
No more,
Will I sit passively

and be told how to behave.
A free agent I am, 
For some time, 
this I had craved.