What Is Woman?

What is woman? The anorexic slave to manhood? Must I fight this battle alone? I walk the cold, lonely path that every female of this earth must walk. My fight is mine and mine alone. (Why won't somebody hold my hand.) It is tired of being clenched- or do I just think that it is clenched? To starve myself to death or die from man's hatred. So many women lose these battles. Society's ego wins. These women, believing they are winning, succumb. To the sex slave role, to become house wife/ servant. Wear your make-up, primp your hair, be polite. It doesn't matter. We'll all die in the end. Or so they think. They think equality is allowing us to have jobs- regardless of the pay. Letting us have breast implants- to make his orgasm better. Allowing us to cut our hair- but they still hate the idea... So many women love this role. Their battle is lost. And so is mine. What is it really to be woman? Do we have to wear masks and facades all our existance... to belong, to become. Be what we are not. Doesn't that make us compulsive liars then? I don't know if I want to be this alleged woman anymore.