If the night is misogyny, then the dark is misogynistic people, and the stars are those that fight against it without endangering anyone in particular.

Hi guys. This has some kind of themes in it, so here’s your warning. It talks about how women have to be more cautious than men when walking alone, and you guys know what that means. This is, again, inspired by someone I know. The same one who essentially “forced” me to write Only A Woman. You have been warned!

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I’ll never wear lipstick just to get cat-called by boys,

never wear short skirts and walk home alone.

I’ll never show my shoulders, they’re distractions; decoys.

Too bad for me, boys distracted by too much skin shown.

Grow up, you boys, and let us wear makeup,

without earning nicknames like “cake-face.”

Grow up, you boys, close that mouth shut,

let us wear what we want, without having to guard our waists.

We’re not stupid if we like to dress up.

“What about men? How do women have it harder?”

I don’t win games because of good luck,

see, let me state a point before your misogyny’s departure.

It’s nighttime and you walk home alone,

see a stranger behind you, make sure to grab your keys.

Otherwise, what will happen, is they’ll trail you like a drone,

they’ll even steal you without even a ‘please.’

This happens to men too, I’m afraid,

but it’s not worse than what happens to women.

They find women weak, so they take out the blade,

then they taunt you for being too fat or too thin.

You’re either too weak or too strong,

too muscular or stringy,

too short and stubby or tall and long,

too distant or too clingy.

You’re either not pretty enough,

or the opposite of hot,

or you’re not cute, but rough.

You’re a toy to be bought.

You have certain hobbies,

you’re a tomboy or girly girl.

Have a certain shape of your body,

it makes them want to hurl.

You can’t speak your mind

without a friend turning on you.

More haters tend to target those so kind,

while the truly evil have only a few.

You’re either childish or too mature,

way too old or way too young.

Way too tempting, used as a lure,

or way too strict and high-strung.

Men have it hard too, most think of them as robots,

but I state a point that women have some aspects harder.

It’s easy to claim your side has the worst of the story’s plots,

but it’s a relentless task to understand the side farther.

I’ll never wear lipstick, just to get cat-called.

I’ll never wear a short skirt or show too much skin,

and I have no intention of “playing the victim” and getting mauled,

because I’m the one who brought me to this situation I’m in.

I’ll never wear lipstick, but it’s not because I don’t want to.

It’s a shame the reason why I won’t do so,

but “boys are boys” so what can we do?

They’re always boys, even old, they’ll never grow.