THEY DON'T SEE HER
THEY DONT SEE HER
In her car, at the end of the day, she screams.
They don't see her as she does all the work.
A testosterone regime, toying with her dreams.
They don't see her when they ogle and lurk.
Just a chance to see her capabilities.
They don't see her unless she plays ball.
They co-opt her work, a hand up her skirt,
they don't see her as human at all.
All the while she kept the receipts,
she don't care what they think anymore.
They'll take the fall, for their corporate cabal.
They didn't see her walk out the door.
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