One-hundred and Sixty-eight: The Weaker Sex

apparently she is a man’s woman
apparently this is the best kind to be,
the kind of woman that’s like a man

apparently she’s always worn the pants
apparently she’s always been free
and this is what made them want her hand

apparently all you have to do
is keep one eye on the door
one hand on your car keys
your dignity on the floor

it’s hard, when you’ve been hard
on every man that loved you
suddenly soft and you
don’t know how to be a woman

i don’t know how to be a woman
maybe i don’t know how to be a woman with you
maybe it’s because you give me a reason to be one

but i’ve always been the man
because all the men i’ve dated
couldn’t rise to the occasion
outside the bedroom
and now i feel like i’m going against my gender
because i’m being weak
even though i know we’re not the weaker sex

so maybe it all comes down to self-esteem
maybe i think i’m another irresponsible prick

but since you seem to want that role so much
and i don’t know how to be a woman
just what am i doing here?

May

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Alexia

I drink, I laugh, I smoke, I write.

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