I'm not a man, though I act like one. Yes, I find comfort in wearing polo shirts the color dun. I can't walk in heels or maintain a slim figure. But I'm not a man, just a woman of different stature. I'm not a man, though I may act masculine. I don't know how to apply makeup but I still am quite serene. I'm not a girl's girl and never was a fan of pink. But I'm not a man, just a woman afraid to blink. Because "woman" sounds so weak. I live in a world where being a girl's girl is an absolute disgrace. To love pink is cringe and pathetic. So I mask myself and act the complete opposite. Tied my hair messy or not at all, didn't bother to be fit. Because they say, "woman" is a word of weakness. "Woman" is a word of submission and speechlessness. And I choose not to be belittled. I'm not a man. I'm a woman. Yet in this world unaccepting... It's safer to be masculine.