if i had a perfect life
i don’t think i’d know what to do with a situation like this either
she is the type of woman that the feminist are so totally offended by
she really is a SMALL person
you really haven’t a clue
she is unable to handle much
mentally
emotionally
spiritually
she’s stunted –
it’s weird

i think i could be totally jaded
but i’m not

poor woman.
she tries.
she’s just always on some other fringe of reality.

Disclaimer: This poem may bear a close likeness to you, yourself or others. However, there was not one, but many faces that came to mind when it was written. Perhaps even I, myself, was my first consideration. However, considering this poem has been co-authored, that is, naturally, a very hard thing to distinguish.