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Alright, sweetheart. What’s this about acting the victim, Again? Your dress is stained, my dear, And your hair a rat’s nest.
He says, We will wax this wood, And Green Grass will Grow, And all will be amazed; They will be saved!
They fit me into a mould and bind me with intangible girdles, a tiny bit I stray from the mould. So I'm a bad woman. My dreams weigh less, my hopes even lesser. All my wings are sweetly killed ,
At age 12 I started my period. I was told “welcome to womanhood”. At age 14 I worked at a pizza place. A 50 year old man came in and asked if he could order me.
Statue Pure and white Immortal in her fright Carved by a man Defiled by one too The horror of a woman Is multiplied when considering His manipulation
Sleep around player. Don’t be a pussy. Grab her by the pussy. My legs are shut, Crossed, And locked with my chastity belt.
Dear young women, One day, you'll have your hair pulled by a boy and You'll hear your grandpa tell you he just has a crush on you, That he's just a boy, so what else could you expect?
Extraordinary Picture a first generation girl. Her parents, never finished high school. Her older brother, spent the first 8 years of his life without seeing his father
They say that love always wins, but sometimes I can't be sure. I want to believe the world can be a safe place for me, but when I'm downtown for open mic, it's always: Check your skirt length.
Internal cries enveloped through the wind Dahlias dancing to the whistling river The horizon is overtaken by mountains And I stand here a simple weed
Once upon a time, there were three little pigs They were female, with legs like twigs They disobeyed the social construct Sexism: from their lives it was plucked
Once upon a time When knights in armor shined There waited a young princess Who had many hobbies and interests Yet at the very thought of marriage, she felt herself grow distant
What is a princess? What does she think of? Does her mind race about the worlds beyond her, does she wonder what the world has in store for her outside of her comfort? What is a princess?
I think I am strong Because I said I could be Because I have a 4.388 GPA Because I come from a loving home Because I hold a national title Because I work hard Because I want to be
Feminism isn´t just equality with men, politics, or the economy Feminism is how we as women All treat eachother Cause when we´re mean It gets hella scary Feminism starts with eachother
At age 5 I heard that 'boys will be boys' I learned that boys had more privileges than I because they were luckily born into it At age 10 my mother told me to act proper, say your please and thank you's, don't speak out
“Skies are blue inside of you” 90 “Don’t you wish you were free, Lenina?” 91
Don't wear an upside down smile No matter what your life is worth while Take it from me, I lost my daddy But I refuse to let that terminate me Yes I miss him Yes it hurts
Freedom, what a word. It is so obsorb. Freedom in a filter, perhaps so. Some however, will not let the filter go. Afraid to let the scars show, Afraid to be less then pro.
Please tell me w
Welcome to America! Land of the brave and free.
I'm being stared down by a bag of peanuts
attention, affection, hugs so tight! He's invincible- brighter than the stars at night. a doctor, an astronaut, Singer in a band, books in his mind are a future in his hand
She had been an eager child
When a man gives his opinion, he’s a man When a woman givers her opinion, she’s a bitch. It’s hard out here for a bitch In a place where for every man’s dollar women make 78 cents
At age 16, My momma said to me, You're gonna marry some boy, Who cares about bein' free?
In 2013people are still slavesslaves to the patriarchy black boys getting friskedinnocentjust on the streetand they call it"pre-emptive"
Dreaming is what got me here. I used to dream that all the power would be in my hands, but here I am pressed against the ceiling this cement ceiling. You fed me words that made me hunger,
Dear Son, Recognize your power, strength, and courage. You have the drive and the power to achieve great things. And then there is power ascribed to you.
The patriarchy Self-congratulatory of its own bias. The working women Polishing her glass ceiling weeps for potential. The conservatives attack her choice as murder But her life counts too.