BLEED

Plop, plop, plop.
There goes a drop.

Yes I bleed, what a big deal,
To make a hue and cry over.
So I ooze blood, some pain I feel,
There is no need to hover.

I learnt of it when I was twelve,
And hey, I got over it,
There is no need to delve,
No need to decide where I sit.

My body, my limits, my choice,
Don’t go bossing me around,
I will touch the pickle, rejoice,
And wash my hair, make no damn sound.

I will fight, for my right, to just be,
I will live, and stay, and slay,
How god intended for me,
I won’t hide, I will conquer the day

So don’t wrap it in plastic,
I’m not explosive, not untouchable,
I'm a woman, a creator, not sick,
I'm a superhero, from a goddamn fable.

So, remember, the plop, plop.
Remember that i bleed.
Remember, it's not a big deal.
Just let me be.