Ladywithaquill

If I were a Man

Sometimes, I wish I were a man,

On a man, suffering doesn’t lay its claim.

He doesn’t live half his life,

With blood, mood swings, and pain.

 

And I know if I were a man,

I would be permitted to express desire,

I wouldn’t have to pretend,

That I never want with burning fire.

 

And I love being a woman,

The colours, the expression, the community.

I love being a woman,

But I miss the freedom and the safety.

 

I imagine if I were a man,

I would sometimes walk alone at night,

Still knowing what “safe” means,

I would not have to be in flight or fight.

 

Perhaps if I were a man,

No one would tell me what to wear,

No one would tell me to cover up,

No one would bat an eye at my body hair.

 

I wish I were a man because then,

My anger would be allowed,

I wouldn’t be told to keep my head down,

My voice wouldn’t appear too loud.