Am I trapped in a woman's body,
often I do feel so
Don't get me wrong,
I love my body
its curves, its fat, its hormonal idiosyncrasies
I love the fact that it gave birth to two beautiful (my opinion) babies ...
I love my kids and my better half with passion that borders on crazy
yet, I feel that most women do better than me..
the neighboring lady can make three dishes simultaneously
whilst, I try to boil milk without causing a violent tragedy
Some of them can work for 8 hours, look after their babies, and their home
yet look like bloody divinity...
have food blogs, artsy, craftsy hobbies..
meanwhile, me I can't sew to save my life,
barely manage to survive
and look like an apology
Oh yeah! and I cannot save or figure where I kept the last coupon
don't know how to compare prices as most ladies do..
I buy the first thing that I can grab
of course, cannot shop for more than 10 mins max
I love beautiful dresses, but I cannot figure what match
I dress sloppy because that's all I can
Can I be treated as a woman..I'd love to be
my mind tries to decipher me..