Sometimes I feel like the end
It feels like so much has been stolen from me
When I step outside or who enters my space
Fear is my best friend
And I don’t know if I can continue to be
It’s all so ugly

A part of me dies every time
I cry every day of every hour
I feel for every woman and girl
I fear for every woman and girl


Who I am, I don’t know anymore
What is this life?
Is this life worth living for?
It feels like everything has been stolen from me
The misogyny exudes
“it was never mines to lose”


A part of me dies every time
I cry every day of every hour
I feel for every woman and girl
I fear for every woman and girl


Lotus flower left with either darkness, demonic residue, diseases or unwanted seeds
God forbid
The lotus cries and bleeds
And what is he left with, divine femininity
That he wrongfully stole
His greed
His greed