Women are faultfinders.

Never happy with anything.

They get worse as time passes.

I know…,

I am one.

We’re a product of our environment.

Living under confinement of what

Pious, Political, and Religious societies

Say we should be.

Yet, these pious, political, and religious societies,

Treat us women like hussies.

No wonder we’re more than a bit fussy.

There’s much more to women than

our breasts and pussies.

Written by: Inanna Roxanna Arnett

**Written at a time when I was in a very low state of mind. I know longer feel this way, or have this view. Still, I did not want to exclude this poem.