It Annoys Me

It annoys me to be constantly judged for my actions For the sole reason that I am a woman It annoys me to be ridiculed and mocked For the sole reason that it has always been deemed right That my job is merely limited to being in the kitchen And of course, the bed It annoys me to see in the eyes of the man That I will not be able to excel Why, if I will ever manage to It will surely be because of my charms! It annoys me to have to present myself to the world And getting provocative remarks in return Why, if I give not my phone number No one, at least, none of the men Are interested in what I try to promote! It annoys me to see the reaction of the world When I am myself Pray, I only wanted to be accepted To live and to let live has always been my motto Yet, The frail and scared look that I wear on my face Gives pulses to the men To try to shape me into that which I am not But into that which they want me to! Pray, being a woman in a man's world is tough Specially more so since I am weaker With a softer voice With a warmer heart With nerves always on end With a touch to be gentle and delicate Why, it annoys me To feel the lack of respect towards me Simply because I am!