I am a female
I am a ****** being
The two are, surprisingly
Not mutually exclusive.

A *****, a ****, a *****
As the society might describe it
Are words with the meaning
To keep women submissive.

I may ****  who I please
When I please
For whatever reason I so choose.
And it doesn't have a **** thing to do with you.

Heaven forbid I'm not viginistic
When my ring finger is bound
Because viginity is a 'gift'
I mustn't pass it round.

I must walk like a lady
And only **** who I love
But the boys can run freely
Kiss and tell and call me a ****.

He's been with eleven girls
And has a girlfriend on the side
I've been with two boys
And not at the same time.

A pat on the back for him
Because he's got all the *******
But social exclusion for me
Because my ****** nature is vicious.

God, I must be a *******
For actually speaking of ***
I'm a woman, we can't do that
But, ****, sometimes I forget.

See, I was raised to hold my head high
Without looking up.
I was raised to be ladylike, polite
And wait until I found love.

I was brought up to hold my tongue
I was trained not to take up space
I was taught not to roughhouse about
Or follow the boys' ways.

I was brought up to fear ***
Until I found love or was married
But what the **** is love or a ring
When I can't even get equality?

I was taught that I should be ashamed
If I thought sexually
And I shouldn't even consider trying
*******.

I was told to hide my body
Because women are to be pure
If I wasn't pristine, who would want me?
I'd be a lonely spinster.

My body is my own
To do with what I please.
So **** your expectations, Society;
*I will have equality

both vaunted for a performance

One kills

the other

*maims

Why won't you let me go?
I'm no good for you
I've tried so hard to let you drift
Away into the blue

But all you do is remind me
Of the selfish thing I am
And all the pain of past regrets
For I am a hopeless man

I've done so many things to you
That you did not deserve
So why won't you just leave me be!?
It's getting on my nerves

I hate the way you remind me
Of every ***** thing I am
You always were too good for me
It's a shame you held my hand

Just Stop this now, you're hurting me
I know I've done you wrong!
Do I shave my head, and kiss your feet
Or sing a mournful song?

I can't take any more of this
My self esteem is shot
I won't pretend or hold it in
And be something that I'm not

I'm done with you, I'm done with me
I hate the man inside
Darling, you've done nothing wrong,
I've fueled my own demise

"I think you should go deeper,"
Said the razor to the hand
"Just a tiny bit more to settle the score..
You soon will understand."

They say it's wrong to feel this way,
But darling, don't we all?
I only ask that you remember me,
As my blood begins to fall
I only ask that you remember me
When there's no me left at all

When you say I'm not a proper man, what am I then?
I read and write, I like poetry and I like romance
I might not like fighting or drinking like most men
but I'm not ashamed to admit that I have feelings and I'm not scared to express them

I like to watch ballet and listen to Opera
I like a bit of Mozart and some Beethoven
one of my favorites is Pachelbel's Canon in D
I think it's right when a man gets down on his knee

I believe in love, princes and princesses
I watch films like The Notebook and The Lake House
I like walks on the beach and watching the sun set
and I get scared when I come in contact with a threat

I like antiques and museums
I like art and shopping
So I might not be the same as other men
but if I'm not a proper man what am I then

I like football, I like fast cars
I want to take a trip to the planet Mars
I don't like cleaning, I've never had my nails done
I like women and I've always wondered what it'd be like to shoot a gun

So if I'm not a proper man, what am I then?