No Woman

I am no woman
though I wear the mask of one
A mask of small breasts and wide hips
and a line of full silence on my lips

I am no woman
though I guard the heart of one
The tender heart that worries so
and holds secrets that no one should know

I am no woman
though I do my best to be one
Trying to fit in with the rest of my kind
and always returning to sit on the sidelines

I am no woman
though I see one standing in my mirror
She is reaching out her hand for me
but I cannot take her hand and set her free