Being passive is so old fashion
Aggressively I demand
That I am treated like a woman
Grab the door and yes please,
Hold my hand.
We have to value the earthly presence
Of a woman
Of naturally feminine essence
We are all so different
So ask and stop guessing
But if you’re intimidated by my energy
Not sure whether I should be insulted
Or as disgusted as I appear to be.
Because I am strong from experience and exposure
This huge divide in security men create between us
Is kinda hard to get over
Like they fear swimming in their own egos
But they so passively show it
No longer even bothered by their passes
My King has arrive &
I’m glad that it’s over.