Sorry, not sorry

Sorry, not sorry

A Poem by Ariya

You call me a P***y
No, I won't be offended
Though you think you belittled me;

You call me a P***y
No, I won't argue
Though you think you supressed me;

Since the age of fourteen
I bled, every month,
To bring a new Life
From the place
You call p***y

And you think
That word
Would bother me
Sorry, I am not offended.

© 2017 Ariya



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Author

Ariya
Ariya

Hindu, India



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A Poem by Ariya