This poem is about being a women in this evolving world. It is about how when you are a women suddenly all the other parts of your identity are just condensed to a small pack that is not important. I hope that people find it relatable not repetitive.

Ideal women

Miss Boh

First, you have to cross your legs and sit properly,

For legs spread apart could say alot about you.

It could mean you are not well behaved or well trained, 

It could mean you are inviting people to freely invade your privacy,

Or speak in a tone that's offensive to the opposite sex,

For this could harm the feminine status of yours,

Thirdly, you are expected to dress nicely,

For clothes in your case would describe you,

You cannot dress according to your choice,

For having a choice could mean you are high maintenance.

And not having any could make you less appealing,

Fourth,and the most important one don't ever express your thoughts and feelings,

For expressing your thoughts would make you too opinionated, too feminist .

And expressing your feelings could make you too fragile to handle,

For it's a girlish thing and it should stay hidden form the man's world.

Do not ever laugh too loud , cry too often or speak too much,

Now that you have learnt all the above things,

You are prepared to be a woman in this world.

A gracious, desirable, needed, cool woman.

You cannot afford to make mistakes not like other humans,

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