I am

'Myself'
If you would care to look at me,
Perhaps you'll surely see
That 'I am' a Woman
Trap in your world of Men

And that my voice
Is lost in your noise.
My visions lost in your dreams,
A victim of cruel screams.

A book of terrifying stories.
A soul with endless worries.
In a journey of unfortunate fate,
Under a roof of numb state.

But you still don't care to look at me.
To realize my useless being
And that I still am a hopeless voice,
A terrible truth.

A Shameless secret.
A Dazing figure.
An unwanted meager.
Yet, my heart is much pleased.

Though a life Perishing in vain,
Amidst this undeniable pain,
Pleased to know that "I am" a woman.
Yours faithfully,Woman.