Did she lie about her pain?
Did he make up all his fears?
Just because they can't be felt
in the hearts of all their peers?

It never seems to be that tough
until a bullet's through her head
It never seems to be that rough
until he’s overdosed in bed

Did she fake her deep depression?
Did he pretend to have anxiety?
Just because they can't be seen
in the eyes of their society?

It never seems to be that sad
until her farewell note is read
It never seems to be that bad
until he’s six-feet under dead

©

Ladies! We were made to be eaten
Chewed up by men
Spit out
Objectified
Beaten the crap out
Put down

Who are we to judge?
We were made in God's image
We were made in man's image
We were never made in our own image

Lay down your sticks
Open your thighs
And scream at the injustice in the world
Silently

dead in the night
all alone
dead inside

eyes wide open
glued to the ceiling
gone all mental healing

all the overthinking
praying for redemption
followed by slow blinking
for shame, i'm left with feelings of abnegation.

mixing the darkness
by the gray storms
falling stars

drought-cracked
on the bottom of the reservoir
running frogs

After cutting water
with a sword
drinking politicians.