What have you created?

When your women cower
from boys who think they are men
or worse, boys who fear they are not.

When women hide their true selves
their writing, their drawing, their music?

This isn't the Dark Ages,
you cannot tell us how to dress
you cannot push us around
you can no longer hold us in your thrall.

I am done with this, forever.
I am taking control of my life
my clothes, my friends, my classes.
I refuse to be threatened,
physically or emotionally

I am myself
My own self
Not yours.