The way women feel when walking down a dark alley.

The way a children feel as they are slapped across the face.

The way standardized tests tell students what they are worth.

The way abandoned children feel as they rot away unwanted in fostercare.

The way poverty-ridden people feel as they struggle to buy a loaf of bread.

The way my mother felt when my father told her she was worthless.

These are the things I would change.