Nevermore a Woman

I am not a woman,

although it may appear so.

These breasts, these dreams, these dainty little hands.

Their purposes are irrelevant. Absolutely useless.

I am not a woman,

although it may appear so.

My heart and my soul, as altruistic as they may seem,

can never supplement my ultimate desires.

I am not a woman,

although it may appear so.

I lie down on my side afraid to sleep,

haunted by the secrets I hide.

I am not a woman,

although it may appear so.

As helpless as it may appear,

it's much worse than the sins of the saints and the untruths in the allegory.

I am not a woman,

although it may appear so.

I can't give you what you need.

Ugly and tainted, our fate is unknown.

I am not a woman,

although it may appear so.

I watch in envy as they become all I ever wanted,

as as she takes all I ever needed.

I am not a woman,

although it may appear so.

I will always be a lady,

but nevermore a woman.