I am a woman.
The world dictates,
what I should wear,
how long my skirts should be,
And my perfect size in centimeters.
I am a woman.
And the world tells me,
If I speak freely I am a flirt,
If I sleep around I am a slut,
If I don’t agree to what you say,
I am a bitch.
I am a woman.
And the world objectifies me,
For the shiny car they need to sell.
For the booze that needs to clear your head.
For their desire to be kindled I need to dress.
In skimpy, tight clothes that don’t fit.
I am a woman.
And the rules are set,
To be the perfect wife who cooks three meals.
To earn money to compensate the rising needs.
To be a mother, caregiver and a pleasure in bed.
I am a woman and
I take back my power,
To feel an equal,
To be respected because I am no less,
To be paid for my talents not based on my gender instead.
To make my own decision because I am equipped,
with grey matter inside my head.
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