I am my curves
I am also the fire raging through my nerves

Waiting for my shining armour
Sometimes I chose to be the one

Every month I bleed real blood
For you I could be soft as a rose bud

I love my freedom
I could give birth to next generation

I am the words of your poetry
I get paint on your canvas so quietly
I am half of your society
I am worshipped as your diety

So Tell me whats causing this ambiguity
Give me Equality

There was once a man
Who looked at the moon and asked
"Is there anything I could ask,
that you can answer?"
There was no reply,
as expected.

The next morning, there was a dog.
The man crouched down
in front of the dog and asked
"What are you up to today?"
The dog walked past,
as expected.

In the afternoon, there was a girl.
She was sitting on a bench in the park.
The man sat beside her and asked
"Are you waiting for someone?"
She kept gazing at the sunset,
as expected.

Night falls in a pub in the city.
There's a drunken man, had many bottles.
The man approached him and asked
"Is something the matter?"
The man finally collapsed after too much drinks,
as expected.

Lastly, in a room there are antiques.
One is a mirror in an intricate frame.
The man looked at the mirror and asked
"How do you feel today?"
There was no reflection,
as expected.