a little lost

I do not know how to
with my feet
move forward
in the right manner
in the right direction;
a gentle fellow I'm
bewildered
and a little lost.
But if I were to become
for a moment
a man,
a fierce hard-talking man,
I might say,
“Don't you EVER
 ask
 me
 to FUCKING GUESS woman!
 Because I am no fucking woman and have NO
 SPECIAL FUCKING GUESSING POWERS,
 I am only a
                   GOD DAMN
                                   FUCKING MAN!”

I might say that;

but I'd soon settle down
and be gentle again.