When I Grow up

March 1st 2019

June 5th 2019 (last major edit)

It's warm in Mama's womb, but it's lonely.

I can't wait to meet Mama and Papa, to play tag with other children, to feel the soft kiss of the wind, and to blow on the candles of my birthday cake.

I can't wait to attend school, to hear stories about different worlds, and to wear a beautiful gown at prom, around the arm of my crush.

I can't wait to travel the world, to live among dancing lights and to doze on the warm sand of white beaches.

Maybe I'll be a singer, a scientist, or a lawyer. Or maybe, I'll just stay home with my children and grow old and grey with my lovely partner.

I can't wait...

I can't wait to be born...

... but this will never happen. I am just a daughter, and only sons are kept.