Inferior To Society
I gave you the medicine that provided the intelligence stored inside the inhabitance that you call a brain
I provided the necessities needed for your daily living
I gave you the opportunity to take every breath that you breathe
And every word that you speak
I gave you life
And yet you mock me
Spit and curse at me
Jab my heart and mind with these concoctions
Forced to set us apart
It hurts
To be degraded
It's contemplated
About whether or not
Inequality between me and you even exists
I get paid 77 cents less to the dollar
But What is it that you do better
What is it that's missing in me that is in you
When everything I passed down to you lives in me
You say my choice of work field is the reason
But when discrimination and rejection coincides who is there to listen
To change their opinions on my length of potential ? Of my Strength and determination to succeed
I cannot do manly things
I have to be the wimp the pussy
I have to scream and cry and beg for your masculinity to save me
And protect me
I need no protector
I am the protector
I am your maker
Without me there would be no you
You rule the world but needed my womb to be the man you are today
You needed my breasts to grow big and strong
You needed my love and affection and protection
You needed my guidance
You needed to see my confidence
To get that fire starting in yourself
You needed my help
Yet my classification is objectification
The impossibility to be perfect is set before me
The expectations to be thin beautiful and sexy
To be submissive promiscuous
And provocative
All at once is demoralizing
How could I be all of those things
And still be a human being
This concept constructed by society
Makes me wonder who is sane
Who is right in their mind
To understand none of this is possible
You and I we live in different worlds
We see from different views
What you think is practical and actual
Isn't factual isn't practical
Sex sells
And to sexualize ourselves will bring success and rewards
From the men who degrade us and shame us and use us
My options and outcomes are limited
If I am not depicted as what is enlisted to be
How beautiful can I feel if I do not measure up to your qualifications
Needless to say you consider them obligations
And so who are you to decide the person demanded of me to be
Who are you to judge and decipher the life it is that I should live
You are encouraged by one another to continue to look at me as an object
As just a sex partner and baby producer
And I am of no use if I do not have the capability to reproduce
Something I couldn't control takes the role of myself
It determines who I will attract and the choices I will have to choose from
But there are so many things I cannot control and are out of my reach
Like the size of my ass the color of my skin and the way my face is constructed
So to live in a bubble and attempt to adapt to your desires will never happen
I am me like it or not
I cannot change
So societies image of women and our roles in society need to take a turn