That Woman

 

whenever I look at women around me, I find it sad how they seem to believe that's what women have to do... and it makes me wonder if men really do like these things...

 

 

Sorry, incomprehension soars in me.

Don't understand why women dress

To show their cleavage and forms...

 

Don't understand why they willingly

Make themselves vulnerable wearing

Long hair, high heels, or skirts...

 

Don't understand why beauty standards

Have determined they must decorate

Their face with all kinds of cosmetics...

 

None of it makes sense to me at all.

And none of it strikes me as beautiful;

All looks completely ridiculous to me...

 

Maybe it's my upbringing and traumas,

But I can't help viewing it as I do,

And can't for the life of me adhere...

 

I can never be that woman.

 





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Written on 2024-08-31 at 15:27

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