A whisper in the night,
that is my fight.
These words mean nothing to you,
its not a new view,
not information you chew,
not even ponder.
Don't you wonder,
if I might say something important,
just one thing important?
My opinion doesn't matter,
you ears hear girly chatter,
my voice begins to shatter,
what is said,
is still dead,
a chill head,
instead,
will tread,
but no,
I am a female.
See how we wail,
our fee scale,
a free fail,
you nail.
Keep punishing me for my ***,
karma has its effects,
soon you'll be next.