Today girls want to feel sexual,
Just caking their faces
With all these sick colors
Now don't worry,
I'm not going to bash your heads in
For hiking up your skirts, and then kissing
behind white lies
But do you think this is what women fought for?
To be kissing at 12, and learning the ABCD's
at three?
Because for someone's sake
They fought for equality and voting laws,
Not short, tight hip-squeezing skirts
Why would you want to give what we fought for,
away in a heart beat when it took us millenniums?
Sure not everyone does, but 3/4 of our new population does
Who ever metal death traps and a new eye shadow pallete would change are lives?
Well, it didn't.
So I dare all
of you too walk outside this month even
With no makeup, and see what compliments or
thoughts you get from this
YOU ARE READING
My Unstable Poetry
PoetryA diary of sorts. 2015-2017. A poetry collection of angst, depression, and epiphanies.
