Friday, 29 May 2026

All my Life I’ve Tried to Fit In

 

All my Life I’ve Tried to Fit In

 

All My Life I’ve

tried to Fit In

I cut off my feet for you

to match your height

and even when I couldn’t walk

I trusted you’d carry me

but you left me to walk on my own

 

all my life I’ve

tried to fit in

I removed my vagina for you

but instead of taking care of it

you took it to your church fellowship

for un-sexing and de-feminizing

 

all my life I’ve

tried to fit in

I removed my eyes for you

because my vision was too big

but instead of giving me sight

you kept me blindfolded

and blind, foul and dead.

 

all my life I’ve

tied to fit in

I removed my hands for you

to hinder their beauty

hoping that ordinary people like you

would finally love me.

you used my hands as gloves

when you felt cold and inhumane,

which was often.

 

all my life

I’ve tried to fit in.

I removed my brain for you

because you said I think too much

and yet there was no room for me in your smallness

and you squeezed me out.

 

I became born again today

in this life

I don’t need to fit in

I was born to stand out

born again

to shine again

to feel again

to love and be loved again

 

Poem by Beverley Nambozo Nsengiyunva, 2021


 

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