I am a woman.
"weak specie" they say
birth with tons of rules,
I must obey.
Always ready to put
the blame card of my misfortune on me.
In a pursuit for comfort,
relaxed in my "earthly heavenly" abode.
It was suppose to be sacred.
But he has no reverence for it.
He satisfied his dangling modifier.
Eliminated my dreams in a loathsome way.
When you hear my story,
Remember I might be your SISTER.