To Be a Woman is a Walking Paradox
A woman's feelings Who can understand A woman's feelings Certainly not a man A woman is strong yet fragile yet hard yet vulnerable yet resilient yet hell bent... on anything , everything , she finds important at the moment, at the break of day, at the end of day, when feelings can no longer be kept at bay A walking paradox One that can knock his socks off Just like she can, and that girl over there can too And that's why a woman feels insecure and at times doesn't know what to do Grace and magic gifted unto us from a source, the Universe But we're all gifted, all magic, it's our blessing, it's our curse what could be worse to bear such a strength, such power yet fall weak, even cower, at the strength of another, one of our own, one of our kind one of mystery, of fantasy, one whose beauty is such to make you feel blind Blind to your own, your own beauty, your own source, your own sorceress Your own state of bliss Don't be blinde...