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Am I less of a woman?

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Because I haven't borne a child Because I haven't breast-feeded a little creature Because I don't know the pain of life's creation Am I less of a woman? Is my family less of a family for it doesn't include children, for I haven't made my parents, nor my in-laws, proud of their lineage? Because I like my hair short Because I like earning money Because I like being smart Am I less of a woman? Is my home less of a home, when I'm tired and everything's messy, and the kitchen's only piles of plates waiting to be washed, And there's no more clothing than the one I've said I'll wash tomorrow, and food's a piece of yesterday's takeout? Does it make my family less of a family? Does it all make my home less of a home?  Does all of that make me less of a woman? August 8, 2025
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The thoughts

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Sometimes I think I think thoughts But the thoughts in the end Never think about me They never stop to wonder If they've ever hurt someone They just pass through my head While I bear with their crosses Why do I have to pay For the milk they've spilt? Why feeling ashamed For those traces of nothing? "It's been getting better" I say to myself Precisely before They come back again They make me feel evil Undeserving of love Of the good things I have And tell me I don't deserve him I rebel every day By living my life Though I feel I'm not enough That one day I'll mess it up By every step I wonder If I ever hurt someone With the things that I think And the answer is myself July 20, 2025
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Death people

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There are more death people That I know Than there are alive people That I like Sometimes I wonder Why do I even have to talk about them When all they did was to destroy And when they're gone long ago It makes me upset to think That somehow The glimpses of their existence into mine Shaped me into who I am today Perhaps I can't face the fact That I wouldn't have improved That I wouldn't be here Without having had to be forced To cross paths with them To think they were worthy of my time Or even worse: my love Or whatever thing I thought it was I wish I could erase Those memories And just reset my thoughts Without forgetting all the lessons Thus, not repeating The same mistakes again And becoming better Without having to look at the wounds Preventing them from healing As I always touch them And remove their dried blood That drips before they turn into scars I guess that's why I don't Add faces to my draiwings So that I always recall That at least faces are...
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King Midas

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I'm sure you'll find it funny That I call you King Midas Since you'll recall the story You once told me, laughing I thought it was silly too But it is also true That everything you touch Turns into gold Not for its price But for what is worth Like my heart when you touched it As the rest of my body Will you continue Transforming all paths we walk through As you've done with the rest of my life Turning it into something worth looking? May 18, 2025
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