Women's World Part 2

If you try to tell me that I’m just being a drama queen, the silent screams that suffocate my thoughts might just escape from my mouth. It wouldn’t matter anyway though, right? You’d just ignore my shouts. I mean, I’m not a man, so I’m not even important enough to be seen as a threat and even if I’m just barely clawing at my sanity, I’m still not important enough to be deserving of your help. Please, enlighten me on how we women have all the power, how our superficial society believes that it can win us over with a shower of fake compliments, how you need a women to help your company grow because her beauty can flirt with each and every guy but she doesn’t have the need to know. She has the ability to buy you more customers with just a single look. After all, that’s what we’re here for. What else could we possibly have to offer? It baffles me why you somehow consider yourself better than her. You’ve never walked in these shoes. You live on the other side of the line, and these are my shoes so don’t you tell me how to deal with my blues and don’t you dare say something which which happens every single day doesn’t exist anymore. Can’t I at least just have that? After all, it is a women’s world.