Léa

You have so many layers, that you can peel away a few, and everyone’s so shocked or impressed that you’re baring your soul, while to you it’s nothing, because you know you’ve twenty more layers to go.

Fuck your virginity My inner voice Screamed at my aunty Who warned my innocent 14 year old self That if I was to be a ‘whore’ No Albanian man Would want to marry me Fuck your virginity And your degrading society There is no ‘dick’ In dictate So why should I Aim to please A nameless man Who may or may not be The one Only to discover After a cheep band Cuts the blood On my wedding finger No, fuck your virginity I don’t want your men Even if you gave me all of them Sexists! Men who deem women As inferior Only regarding them as Interior, for their bedrooms And their kitchens Fuck your virginity I won’t let my worth Be determined By the gender given to me at birth I will not be suppressed By the fear of The ‘virgin test’ ‘You will put shame on our family’ ‘Your husband will bring you back to your mother’ ‘You’ll kill your father’ Fuck your virginity I laughed inside as Her words echoed the room This is what they teach young girls? That if they lose their ‘pearls’ They’re doomed Taught to aspire Only to a man’s desire We’re the supplier And they’re the buyer She did not tell me To respect my body She did not tell me To respect my soul Shame on our culture And these women For devaluing our sex As mere ‘housewives’ To the vulture So fuck your virginity No, not figuratively

if you have a good functional relationship with your mother cherish that..