XX XY
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Dreaming is what got me here.
I used to dream that all the power would be in my hands,
but here I am pressed against the ceiling
this cement ceiling.
You fed me words
that made me hunger,
that made me thirst,
knowing all along that you’d never let me surpass you.
I made the mistake
of trusting you
of calling you a mentor
but I was only a kid.
You gave me hope,
you promised to lift me up,
to make me better.
Then you trapped me
unable to move forward,
not wanting to turn around,
and now I drown
in my regret.
I didn’t see that ceiling coming,
but you did,
but for you it became only
a floor.
You let those other people surpass me
and made my ceiling a floor
for them
and all because they were graced
with the same chromosomes.
XX
XY
they are just letters,
but for you they mean everything,
for you they mean power.
I realize now that
I am stuck where you left me.
Even after you planted the seed
that flowered into a woman who
strives to be the best.
You left me behind and all I can do
is grow stronger.
I sharpen my claws on your cement ceiling.
I hook my fangs in those graced
with the right chromosomes that
you try to put above me
because one day
I will break through the cement
and when that day comes
I will show you how sharp
the cement has made my claws.
When that day comes,
my only ceiling will be the sky.