A thought to ponder about.

In this patriarchal society(although already said to be a society of equality[which I don't feel so.]), women(the weaker sex), are still not being appreciated. Sure, we may have every right to do what the same species with a different private part can do. We are physically accepted in this society but we are not accepted emotionally. Sexist jokes are still passed on everywhere as if the jokes are not hurting to us as it is against a general audience. How are we considered an equal society if the women are still made a mockery of? From the sandwich making jokes to the household chores jokes. It isn't our fault that the men has lesser EQ and are unable to do the same things we are able to do(which is general life skills). You still see boys picking on girls in school(stereotypical, i know). Why can't the females be picking on the boys? While boys pull ponytails, we pull... their hair...? I don't know. Or why must they pick on a different sex? Why can't they pick on the same sex?

threatened

they call it
the place where we
feel most accepting of
ourselves.
I feel condemned
used
unwanted
insecure.
I've tried to let this thought go
but where can it go
it can only go so far.
it'll come back
and haunt me.
she'll haunt me.
the silhouette of her is enough
to kill me

I shudder
at the thought of her
but she's just there
she constantly reminds me
of what she is
who she is
and what she used to be.

what's mine
should never be mine.

it's hers.


threatened.

c.

how does it feel like to be socially acceptable?

Valentines.

It was previously called,
"the day of love".
The unnoticed
trying to get noticed.
What makes this day special,
when everyday we are to love?
Wasn't this a commandment?
Why do we keep our
hopes up high when everyday
we are obliged to love?
I tried my best to do good;
to love on the day of love.
Contrary to the belief,
I'm cutting
hurting
and hating myself
on the day of love.




Can't write a poem for nuts now. But that pretty much sums up today.