Painful at least.
I won't say it gets better.
A person's an art piece
Built letter by letter.
You've spent so much time
Assembling yourself,
The unacceptable someone
You've left on your shelf.

Looking at you,
I've hardly discerned
Your hips from your waist.
But I'm not concerned.
Straighten your frame
And conquer your mind.
The "she" who is me
Is roughly defined.