Addled she was, cladding spears in  Bosom, with fear and perturbation Conglomerating around her heart, smothering Dulcet medley of lilting life.  Empathy froze in eyes of ignorance For taboos imbued the nous in greys Gainsaying reality to best she could, yet Hideous it became with each passing day  In dull moments of despise and disdain Jouncing she was betwixt life and death,   Knop nugatory maligned her fate   Lone she felt in the battles ahead  "My dear girl you are not the first Nor you'll be the last, many are treading On this path, redefining paradigms of Pulchritude, Grace and Womanhood  Quash the qualms and face the world  Refute the myths, resolve to heal, and reclaim life So what if you're playing against  The odds, aren't we all doing the same Uncertainty is virtue of life  Verily, every story has pain in rife, yet  We all wade through these quagmires in  Xebecs of care, hauled by Zephyrs of love  Your fight my love is tougher than ours  Zap it, for femininity spells strength for all