In regards to promiscuity
A man gets a cheer and a clap
While a woman gets a slap
On the wrist
And a tsk tsk

Oh the double standard

I never wanted to be pretty.
But I've wanted to be loved.
I never wanted to be ****.
But I've wanted to be important.
I never wanted to be hot.
But I've wanted to be happy.
I never asked to be beautiful.
But I remember asking to be smart.
I never asked to be a female.
But I remember asking for respect.
I never asked for stranger’s opinions.
But I have asked for equality.
I never asked for ******* pictures.
But I have asked for understanding.
I never knew my gender meant ‘object’.
But I know what it feels like to be objectified.
I never knew that being female made me weak.
But I know I was always told I “hit like a man.”
I never knew ** somehow meant stupid.
But I know that ‘gender role’ for me, means submit.
I never liked not being heard by the guys when debating.
But I know how it feels to rarely be taken seriously.
I never enjoyed getting razor burn when shaving.
But I know what it's like to wear pants during summer.
I never wanted to hear what you'd do to my body.
But I remember my ex ignoring me when I said it hurt.
I never wanted to be sexualized.
But I remember being told I wasn't **** enough to be confident.
I never wanted to be a man’s property.
But I know I never wanted to change my last name.
I never wanted to be treated like I'm not worth basic rights.
Honestly, I only ever wanted to be treated like I'm human.

What's up with our government
telling us how time and money's spent.
I work longer than 9 to 5
just to try and stay alive
Slaving away with no perks
Killing myself with endless work
No funds for flash, no time to play.
Hittin' the bricks 12 hours a day.
It's hard not to feel this rage
with this out dated minimum wage.
How about you give a ****
How many need to throw a fit
Let's trade places for a bit
And you can take these ******' hits
1 trill spent on the war on drugs
Only to find you are the thugs.

To the top once percent
Laughing at our torment
You misrepresent, you reinvent
It's a break of trust
with fraudulent intent

Do the words "Black Lives Matter" make you upset?
Black bodies hanging from poplar trees, would you have wept?
When a black child is murdered by police,
Do you ask "why" or "why didn't he get on his knees"
When armed shooters with lack of color
Are still allowed to see their mother.
Black fathers taken from their kids before birth
Black children six feet beneath earth
Naive young me used to question why so often.

I remember asking my mom why I couldn't have a nerf gun.
I promised I wouldn't shoot it at, or hurt anyone.
Mom, it's cold why can't I wear my hood at night?
It's not in my eyes I promise I can see alright.
Danny and Nick are doing it, why can't I play ding **** ditch
Jesus Christ why can't I just live?
I always viewed my parents as overprotective
Thought I was being sheltered and I couldn't tell why
My dad always seemed a bit aggressive
All because they were doing things just to keep me alive
I was never awarded my adolescence
Coming home from school to added lessons
I wasn't afforded the luxury of childhood and silly decisions
Because of others bad filthy religions
I never knew what it was like to be boisterous and careless
My mother feared some cop would point at me and care less
I could have been just words on a tombstone
Instead of you reading my thoughts and my words being known
It wasn't until now that I understand why I wasn't allowed to make mistakes
Until seeing black victims juvenile crimes resurrect all whilst the white shooter didn't get a court date
I know now
I know now that my life doesn't matter more than that of a deer
"Is it hunting season on a ****** ***" wasn't a joke, but actually fear.
Black bodies no longer hang on poplar trees
Black bodies now lie in the streets
Silence is empowering the other side
So I no longer jail my tongue behind my teeth.

The poor are kept poor,
the rich, elevated
to positions of office,
pushing beliefs, outdated,
down Liberty's throat
while Justice, sedated,
sits in the corner
beneath a flag, now faded.

never walk alone at night
never wear your skirt too tight
always shave your ***** hair
head down now, avoid their stare
don't touch yourself, that's just for him
oh but not for her, that's a sin
don't get drunk, you'll be blamed
for actions that you cannot tame
watch your mouth, imperatives are banned
for you're labeled bossy if you command
stand up straight, never slouch
keep your legs shut on the couch
eat too much and you're far too fat
eat too little, you're worth less than that
insecure, oh, what for?
confident? then you're a *****
naked face, spots and all
you might as well hide behind a wall
painted and pretty, just what they want
unnatural and fake, the endless taunt
so how do you win when it's lose lose lose
"boys will be boys"
try standing in our shoes.

Don't worry that I'm ignoring you
I ignore everyone

Don't worry that I didn't buy you a sandwich
I'm tight, that's all

Don't worry that I don't know your name when I see you every day
I'm the same with my neighbour

Don't worry that you don't go home when I do
My boss often stays late too

But then she does go home to her warm, dry bed
And your damp, cold begging spot welcomes your head
Ready for another day to be reminded that
You're less than human
When surely that title belongs to the one
Who avoided and ignored
Hoarded and stored

Surely that title belongs to me
Just like everything else

But don't worry