He sat alone in his dark room
And dressed himself pink-- ready to roam!
Put on a lipstick and curled his lashes.
Then gave his hair strokes of his pretty brushes.
He soared high with that pair of wedge,
Perfectly fitted to those sexy heels.
Then he conquered the catwalk.
Went out and tried his luck.
But the world's a cruel place.
The people laughed at his expense.
"there's no space for such gays",
they said, then spat at his face!
Though the world has turned him down this quick,
I'd still be the greatest fan of this twelve-year-old kid.
For I am his female side--
the weary, the invisible chick!
FOOTNOTE: Anima is a Psychology term which means the female side of a man.. :-)
