The Magician's Lovely Assistant

Here, here!
Gather 'round!

The famous! The wealthy!
Prepare to be amazed!

Timid and shy and standing behind
The crimson walls
Brunette and curvy,
I stand in the shadow of the man
With the top hat.

Persons of the audience
Their mouths form O's as
They are awed by the
"Magic" before their very eyes!
I glare at the man with the white gloves.

All the world sees is him
And the lifelong dedication
At perfecting his hand at illusion
He's got the whole era at his fingertips
And my neck in his grasp.

He glances my way, eyes
Casting down to the next act
I am his servant
I am the puppet in the show,
The world does not see me.

Master of illusion!
Flinching has become second-nature
To hear the words is to
Feel a slap in the face
I always wish this little act would go awry.

The blade is on his tongue
With care and expertise,
I have discovered the way
To perform this unharmed
But the credit must go to him.

I watch with mock-concern,
Keeping suspense with the audience
My brown eyes stare
Into his soul, past his lies
Past his uneducated and useless being.

Like big eyes
That bore into your soul
If magic was real,
He'd feel the sear of my flame
Etching into his cold but beating heart.

To waste years behind a fake
Mask - only to be frowned upon
In the time of the hour,
When importance must be upheld.

I so longed for the truth to speak,
To ridicule the man with the top hat,
A woman should deserve equality,
A woman should not be cast aside.

Words are spoken for us,
Activities handed to us,
We need not say a word -
For they are always in charge.

Eyes glaring at his back,
I tried the hardest to forgive
His ways for it was his gender
That drove him into madness.

But I could not
For he had the chance to
Become different,
To stand out above the rest.

To give me a chance in front of the audience.

To live my life as an equal.

A/N: Inspiration for this came from a recent experience >.< and gender inequality. Thanks for reading!