You can only like pink,
True femininity,
A girl's definition is being pure, delicate, and sweet like honey.
Objectified at young ages,
Always worrying that your effort will strike-out,
Bases for foul boys who pretend that they know beauty,
While not knowing what is a true player.
Little women are the sidelines;
They clean and conceive,
And mean nothing under spoken throws.
Men are favored first bases,
Women have third-base trifles;
The best serial killers.
Men will gaslight confidence,
Using footprints when marking Second-base trophies,
And make you hateful;
A voided team player,
The opponent.
Oh, that man slapped your butt?
Stop showing your legs,
Wear baggier clothes
Then they won't hit.
Oh, he raped you?
Why didn't you bat, and then strike him out?
You could reach a homerun ----
Nice guys don't penalty
Quit the game; he's the referee.
Little women;
Kick the ball
And score a goal ----
That will win your rights
And help you respect your peers,
While the nice guys sit behind a cell
And carve on the walls.