I feel like a woman,
In my mind
I feel like a woman,
Even in my soul
I look like a woman,
When I makeup my face
I look like a woman,
Dressed up in lace
I don’t look like a woman,
Beneath the pants
I don’t feel like a woman,
When it’s time to dance
How can I live,
With parts of a man
How can I live,
When nobody sees me as woman
I cry and I try,
To hide all the pain
But I am a woman,
And beauty is pain
Lovely poem. You are a woman, just like you said. While beauty can be pain, pain doesn’t always last forever.
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Thank you. Very true, the pain doesn’t always last forever.
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