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I look at them And want to tell About secrets of woman Who is human too? I feel angry When people cause worry With there scant remark When I really want to start I feel pity When they show anxiety At me and throw Words of no worth to grow Am I not being the child? Of same creator who was kind To bring me on this earth With beautiful face and life to be worth My eyes turn full of wrath And force to take deep breathe I inhale with deep satisfaction But exhale with no explanation I am as ordinary as simple woman Show respect at every turn People may be after my outer appearance I give them no chance Yes, sun is about to emerge I am out of bed and think of last night's page I had put my views with frankness I feel fresh shine on face