I wish

I wish my scars were metaphorical

I wish my wounds were self-inflicted

I wish I had a choice

I wish someone had given me a choice

I wish my heart was the one I was born with

I wish my instincts as a woman could be fulfilled

I wish I had a choice

I wish someone had given me a choice

Would I have chosen death instead?

Would I have traded in this life for another?

I cannot say.

But I wish I had a choice.

I wish someone had given me a choice.