gender envy

Tall and lonely Graceful and broad You got the girls, you had me too Everything I wish I was I followed you in your shadow Living in a vessel not my own To be you or be under you The question that must be asked, inquired I gave my body up To be everything you wanted I'd wear your pearls, if you asked Your body looks good on mine I wish my hands were tough and gritty How yours had felt late that night Your kiss sinking into my neck My fixation suits me right Your lovely voice sharp as brass tacks I know now why it hurt me so To be your or be under you As long as you could see me