You've come to me based on an ideal
Believing your own fantasy real
But I am flawed, merely human
I am the common creature known as woman
I never lied about my being, my choice
And I've spoken with no other than my own voice
I wear little makeup as I've no obsession
With that unattainable thing called perfection
I do not care to chase men as sport
And with womanizers I have no rapport
You say that I am without a clue
But that's not the case - so here's a tip for you
If I interest you, then accept me for who I am
For your unrealistic vision I don't give a damn
I am stubborn, my laughter is rich
I am intelligent and a sarcastic bitch
I have no patience for pettiness or fools
And I refuse to play by your rules
I am more gentle and kind than angry, you see
And love is a many-splendoured thing for me
When I give my heart, it's for eternity
I lock inside the one I love and throw away the key
But it's not through words that I demonstrate passion
I do so only through my actions
I feel more deeply than you'll ever know
And I care much more than I can show
On children and animals I bestow affection
And I give the disaffected special attention
I oft befriend the misunderstood
Perhaps I care more than anyone could
I defy the barriers of race, colour or creed
Breaking through to those most in need
To my friends, I am counselor and confidante
With me they share their feelings and wants
They know placing a secret in my possession
Is like entering a church's booth of confession
I am normally not one to play up my abilities
As I tend to live my life quietly
But in your search for perfection, it pains me to see
That you have mistaken, misjudged the real me
But I also realize one thing that could also be true
Perhaps I am too much woman for you