Lady Like

Lady Like, you know that stigmatism that tells me I can’t be human.
That I must sit up straight,

wear tall unbearable heels, and walk as if I am carrying books on my head.

You know, no farting, burping, pooping,snoring, sleeping, breathing because that’s not what ladies do.

Like I’ve been denied the right to have natural human functions to uphold the oh so fragile male

image of women; or as they say ‘bitches’.

Like I’ve been denied the right to have natural human functions to uphold an image in society

that doesn’t give a damn about my maternity leave or my 71 cents to that
man’s dollar.

OH how hilarious, allow me to be the one to hand you this epiphany

I am a LADY. I exude lady aura. That means any and everything I do is Lady Like.

I don’t need your permission. Who the fuck are you?

Wait, wait I didn’t mean to say that what I meant was,
WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?