Keep Gate Closed

Caged. That is how women feel, caged.
Trapped, enclosed, imprisoned.
Staring at a world we are made to be part of.
Yet, we are not welcomed.
So, we feel the need to prove ourselves: our smarts, our capacity, and our strength…
Do we have anything to prove?
Why do I have to prove anything?

We do not wish for compliments, we seek opportunities.
We do not wish to explain our nonexistent husbands or childless homes.
I do not wish to be questioned based on my age or looks.
My work is not cute.
My sweat is not my hormones.
My drive is not my need to find a mate.

Don’t teach me how to act, teach yourself how to live with it.



yeah, i had to draw this... i just had too. 
Hope you like it!

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