It sucks when they tell you

Listen to your husband, the man’s always right.

So because I am a woman, I’m always wrong?

 

I hate when they tell me,

Serve your man first…

So because I am a woman, I have to eat last?

 

I don’t like when they tell me

That this is a man’s world..

So should I seize to exist?

 

I want to run, I want to cry

I want to fight and sometimes…

Just walk away

 

I’ve bit my lip one too many times…

I can taste the blood trickling down my throat

I’ve cried one too many times…

I can feel the redness around my face

 

Who are you to tell me that I am always wrong?

Who are you to tell me that I shouldn’t speak?

Who are you to tell me that I should know my place?

 

Oh wait, maybe that’s it…maybe you think you are the one

To put me in my place. Oh wait, maybe you think you know what your place is.

 

You don’t know. And until you learn that men and women are equal

You will never know what place means.