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I’m still a woman

She is still a woman.

though her body feels strange.

She is still a woman.

Though her body stopped bleeding and she is months late.

She is still a woman.

Even though she is gaining in girth but there’s no food on her plate.

She is still a woman.

Her heart knows there’s something wrong but her mind can’t give it a name.

She is still a woman.

Even after her confidence goes up in flames.

She is still a woman.

With a problem you can’t see.

She is still a woman.

When her eggs of life are titled damaged ovaries.

She is still a woman.

When her lust stops feeling sexy.

She is still a woman.

In that doctors office sitting next to me.

She is still a woman.

When she cries herself to sleep.

She is still a woman.

With all those emotions she tries to keep.

She is still a woman.

With her heart broken.

She is still a woman.

Who wishes to give her golden tokens.

She is still a woman.

Who yearns to give life.

She is still a woman.

Who has paid the ultimate price.

She is me.

And I’m still a woman.

By Ebony Jackson- Seattle, WA PCOS

http://www.pcosaa.org/Blog/2013-07-03/StillaWoman-Poem