Hi! I'm a woman

Hi! I'm a woman.
I'm someone's mother
Someone's daughter
Someone's sister
Someone's wife.

Sounds familiar?

Isn't this how you've always known me?
I am always defined as someone's something
Something whose life revolves around you, whose identity is known by your very identity.

The day i was born you decided to revolve the dignity of your house around mine.
My respect is somewhere captured in the walls of your shelter.
The door you open for your machismo shuts at my very own freedom.
The freedom to step out
The freedom to celebrate my feminism
To enjoy the silhouette of my body until you're the one wrapping around me
Choking my breath in the fist of patriarchy.
The fist that paints my skin blue.
The fist that rises up as a slogan of my definition.
That teaches your son to define me as what you put inside me.
That teaches him to love me then bluff me to snatch my virginity
Then tell him to slut shame me as a woman who sells her virginity.

Wow! I can see you trembling with the fear of losing your masculinity
So you hide under the strength of my feminity.

Hi! I'm a woman.
I'm a mother
A daughter
A sister
A wife
I have the space to create a life and i have the strength to destroy one too.

Hi! I'm a woman
And that is what defines me.