yesallwomen
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The W(a)(e)ighting Game
Wait or weight
Which will I choose
Shall I choose to wait while my Prince
Battles a Dragon’s fumes
Would if I saidthe chain of commandacross the barron,naked landwas nulled.Stopped by one, to standso high and mighty;Man.Suppose the theoryof God is true
You are so smart,
They say.
So much potential,
They say.
You'll be great,
They say.
Just get your test scores up,
They say.
32 isn't good enough.
YesAllWomenA hashtag to empower those who feel the victim of a man's world.The revolutonaries pound at the door, demanding entrance to the castle of man.Threatening to storm the fortress and take what is theirs,
Do you want to believe?
Do you hear the way she screams
as he rips the dress from her pure beautiful skin.
Girl with blue eyes and a horrible past.
I never thought I’d see a girl run so fast.
She wasn’t afraid to show some skin She was an embarrassment even to her kin
She kissed whoever she pleased
I can do a push-up.Not the modified, girl kind;The "boy" ones, with my feet and all.But this is not a poem about me.
Is it now that you notice?
Is it now that you care?
They may have cleaned the scene but the tragedy is still there
Embedding its whispers into the ears of the ones who before hadnt cared
is it now that you notice?
Here I stand, in my apartment, where you broke me, you took the old me, and molded me into something new.
someone I hardly recognize,
who is that girl in the mirror?
And in the end that was all she could hear;The sound of his breathing as he made his assault.She screamed, but it was if no one was near.How could this have been her own fault?
My eyes burn fro me the tears that never stop. While my hearts aches from the pain of betrayal.
Some days go with out the pain and tears. While some days they are still there.
Left and right I feel offended
because in the shadows and undetected
are words that pierce and are directed
at my womanhood and role that society elected
When I walk near men I feel inspected
Naivety is expressed in many minds
About many matters where ignorance is but a synonym,
Yet let those words scathe their ears and retorts
Will soon follow. "Not all men-!" Yes all men because,
I'm afraid to walk down a streetor into a gas station to pay for my gas.I swing my keys and prepare for a battlejust to go and grab a coffee.The fear that lies within every girl
I write because of society
Because my clothing says more about my consent, than my mouth does
Because you're not as pretty if you're a plus
Because society tells me not to get raped
Female,
Is not synonymous,
With quiet.
I came into this world kicking and screaming,
and I don't plan on stopping,
anytime soon.
Because female,
The color pink is a presuppositionthat was forced upon usfrom birth.We were not given a choice.
