I am a woman...
But I have a heart of a man.
How can I show the real me?
When people around don't accept me
I guess hiding is the best way.
So peers won't stay away
Though it hurts sometimes,
But I have to ease the pain this time.
A part of me is mourning
But the best medicine is laughing
Should I just laugh in murmuring?
Oh I'm tired of thinking!
Our country isn't liberated,
So people won't understand
How I wish for things to change,
So that I will be free from this cage.
What does the 'heart of a man' look like?
Feminists have spent 50 years telling us men and women are the same, any differences are social constructs. Are you saying feminism has been wrong all along?