Yes I am female
16 years on this planet
I’m already tired
I’m so very tired
I’m tired of empowerment being confused
with sexy clothing and lipstick
I’m tired of the fear of being raped
Or that the right people will come into power and
I won’t even have control over my own body
I’m tired of the knowledge that I’ll be paid less, respected less,
I’m just tired of being less
This country has been here for over 300 years
So why is it that something as trivial as sex organs can determine my status?
Why does the boy behind me say he wants his women stupid and beautiful?
Why, why, why?
But my questions go unanswered
I’m tired of foisted morality
I’m tired of being called a dog, a prostitute,
I hate that there are derogatory words explicitly used on females
Of all races
Of all ages
I’m tired of hearing “You throw like a girl”
I’m tired of seeing movies with less female characters
than an all boy’s school
So I clench my teeth
Just like my fists
screaming ‘revolution’
Perhaps I’m bitter, angry, and extreme
But don’t you dare call me “emotional”
Don’t you dare blame my “womanly issues”
I have emotions because I am not an object
I am a human being
Yes I am female
But I’m so tired
I don’t know if I want to be