I am a woman

A soul whose life depends on what men think

A flower that eventually shrinks

My petals was once full , now worn

I curse the day I was born

Born into a world full of thorns

I have no choice but to bear it all

Men celebrating my downfall

I am a woman

I have to digest a juice even from aloe

I get blown away by just a lousy ” hello”

I search for a love that’s real, not just a fellow