Beautiful, gentle, feminine grace Her essence redolent of future nostalgic days Supplement for the eyes Taste of sweet hope drive away consternation Fragile, lithe confidence Feline cockiness unblemished control So bold and self-assured Insecurities tucked so deep She walks with the air of superior knowledge And she has it She knows things we wished Intelligent in all her undertaking As simple as they are. likeness to the purest Shes a magnificent creature There is strength in her confidence.
Then there are the others similar species The ones who lack Beastly Trod like a giant Callous to the touch Gauche by comparisson Constant yearning To be so sure of themselves Constantly seeking others approval Watching her Studying her. Long hours of staring And inhaling her Pretending to be her. Failing Its innate But only in women like her "We are not all meant to be the same" They are fed "It would be boring" She's manufactured by society To endure society Survival of the fittest She will survive. Don't we all deserve to survive? Some say its science down to the atom Invariably convinced that they are not members of the "protected" feminine gender But definitely not welcomed to the esteemed masculine gender.