There is a variation between being loved and being needed
call me greedy, but both are crucial
I'm straight up needy
the kid that has to be picked first
second worst comes to worst
or I'm out of the game
laughing at the people who picked wrong
it's a shame
and you can call me confident or call me crazy
I know my worth
opinions are a dime a dozen
But mine are hundreds on hundreds
it's alright to fail if you can admit your slights
admit defeat
admit that even alpha males can be beat
because I'm not in it to win it
I'm on top of it to stomp on it
the world is mine
like wine
I can even turn sour grapes into a good time
and I love my mind
treat it better than my skin
hydrate it with new things
try to enrich it with experience
but the struggle for females is serious
I don't need chivalry I just want courtesy
they say it's not dead unless I'm a feminist
and then I'm the one killing it
because in order for me to have equality
I can not be feminine and certainly can not expect a gentleman
but bitch that's preposterous
there is a balance called common sense
and that does not exist in a world where a girl could be raped
ten feet from you, in plain view
and the judge would rule she was wanting it
witnesses say she was flaunting it
wearing promiscuous clothes
females calling her a hoe, a slag, a slut
there are new words invented every day
a dictionary of hate intended to demean
to support the flawed divergence
of he vs. she
when the nurses that gave her the rape kit know
he took her virginity.
