Cheltica

Ragdoll

I may look like a doll,

But I am not yours to play with.

I might by skinny, or tall,

Or have curves, and have width.

I have my hair done 

and lashes to fit.

Some days I\'ll be on Tumblr

With sarcasm and wit.

You say that I\'m ugly, 

Too fat, or too white.

You say I don\'t have ambition, 

Or I have too much fight.

You say it\'s ok

When I look sexy with beer.

Then you hide me and clothe me, 

So the judgement\'s unclear.

It\'s good to get married

And to be the housewife.

But you scorn me and

Tell me, \"go on get a life\".

\"Go get a degree, but 

Don\'t you dare use it!\"

\"Take care of the kids, 

Who else would choose it?\"

Your heels are too flashy,

Your flats are too plain.

Go on girl get trashy!

But keep it quite tame.

This guy over here tells me

To call him Big Papa, 

\"Smile for me baby,

Come here little mama,\"

\"Gees you\'re drunk, 

Let\'s go get a room!\"

The mortician carves,

\'She deserved it\' on the tomb.

How can I feel safe, 

When I walk down the street

With cat calls and wolf whistles,

and men selling their \"meat\"?

Will I ever accomplish the 

Goals that I seek?

Will my professors tell me, 

I\'m not ready, I\'m weak?

Yes, I\'m a woman, 

If you can\'t already tell.

No, I don\'t have a smile

Or my time to sell.

I just want to live in this world

Without fear or regret.

I just want to make the 

Same paycheck you get.

Stop treating this like

Its not a big issue.

I\'m sorry, not sorry,

That\'s it\'s what we must teach you.