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Why does it hurt 

for me to smile.

you put me in a skirt

and that was okay for awhile.

But I'm not her

I am not perfect.

don't put me in fur

and expect for me to be an addict.

I am no lady

though I am female

i may be shady

but I need no braille.

I am not blind 

to your expectations of me.

but yet you bind

me so that I may see

your point of view.

but all I see

is a messed up society.