Some guys believe that women are second class
citizens who would have to say "YES" to all the
proddings of men. I will prove it wrong. Men
find me different. They have to exert effort
to catch me when I open my wings to fly in the
horizon. They have to grab me hard for I easily
slip like a catfish specially when I am wet. When
they are silent, I vociferate words. When they
shout out loudly, I control my words like a
hissing snake.

Some say "opposite attracts." Others say
"birds of the same feather flock together."
I don't care what kind of man are you. For
as long as you will allow me to be myself ...
there is a chance for us. Are you a man who
will allow me to grow according to my pace
and rhythm? Why don't we set a date and
discover our "ohhh-positions" and "sameness?"