We are no damsels in distress,
Don’t you try to turn us into your mistress.
Here’s a brief outline,
Without your last name we will get by just fine.
The season of chauvinism ends here,
We will no longer live in fear.
So speak as you may, in your bitter twisted lies.
Just like the phoenix, from our ashes we’ll rise.
Mar 8, 2022
Mar 8, 2022 at 11:40 AM UTC
We are no damsels in distress,
Don’t you try to turn us into your mistress.
Here’s a brief outline,
Without your last name we will get by just fine.
The season of chauvinism ends here,
We will no longer live in fear.
So speak as you may, in your bitter twisted lies.
Just like the phoenix, from our ashes we’ll rise.
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