He/She?

Jane clenched her jaw jealously at the sight of his beauty.

It hadn't really taken a lot for her to feel unworthy.

She knew the slightly heavy bosoms which lay uncoordinated across her chest could never match up to his- pointy, firm, in-the-right-place

Her femininity was nothing but a facade,

A daily reminder that she will never live up to his,

that possibly she was a joke of a woman

And with every effort shunned she felt the silence scream

She clenched her jaw jealously

Hoping that the weight between her legs could carry validation

But it as well remained vacant, unknown, a daily reminder

that he was more of a woman than she'll ever be.