I run to my car, afraid I’m going too slow 

When men speak to me, I stand there, shaky and pale 

There are so many things I won’t say or show 

And it’s all because I’m a girl, a woman a female 

I am groped but cannot say a thing 

When you’re a woman you’re over dramatic and frail 

Does it not matter I’m a human being? 

And it’s all because I’m a girl, a woman, a female 

I can cry but can’t express my anger or rage 

Because it would be considered rude, and I’d have tipped the scale 

But yes, I can have tears streaming down my face, that’s not considered strange 

And it’s all because I’m a girl, a woman, a female 

I have to look over my shoulders when I walk 

I’ve learned to be observant and watch for those key details 

I can’t laugh too loudly; I have to be careful when I talk 

And it’s all because I’m a girl, a woman, a female 

My manners, my manners are lacking as a woman 

For some reason it matters how I am viewed by men, yet it’s overrated and stale 

But “Cross your legs!” I hear again and again 

And it’s all because I’m a girl, a woman, a female 

I can’t smile too big or too little 

Either I’m asking for attention, or I am hateful 

I can’t eat what I want or how I want because I’m fat or brittle 

And it’s all because I am a girl, a woman, a female

I can’t cut my hair as short as I would like nor how I want 

Dark colors aren’t accepted on my nails 

 I would be judged and bullied, something to mess with and taunt 

And it’s all because I am a girl, a woman, a female 

“Your skin is showing!” They yell at me; cover up your skin 

But I’m overheating, I’m human from my hair down to toenail 

But somehow my shoulders are so distracting it’s a sin! 

And it’s all because I’m a girl, a woman, a female  

I’m exhausted but I cannot ever be tired  

Dark circles can’t show, I have to be a princess like in a fairytale 

How is it my father was someone I had admired? 

And it’s all because I’m a girl, a woman, a female 

Who are you going with? They ask me because I can’t be alone 

There’re too many dangers, I can’t wear my hair in a ponytail? 

No, they’ll grab me by my hair, and I’ll never make it home 

And it’s all because I am a girl, a woman, a female 

I need to look happy every day because God forbid, I show any other emotions 

But oh wait, aren’t I supposed to be emotional? What if I’m off the rails? 

I have to suppress what I feel and want to say, God and men are supposed to be my only devotions 

And it’s all because I’m a girl, a woman, a female

I have to cover my drink wherever I go 

Because someone is bound to find mine open, they’re just waiting for a sample sale 

Then I’ll be raped and killed, and people will say I should have known 

And it’s all because I’m a girl, a woman, a female

I’ve been conditioned to never have my own opinions because mine are wrong 

As a woman, from birth we are set up to fail` 

I hate that my daily life is smiling and nodding along 

And it’s all because I’m a girl, a woman, a female 

I’m drowning in a river filled with everyone else’s views 

They put their words in my mouth, I’m suffocating under this heavy veil 

It’s the same thing over and over again, how is it I always lose? 

And its all because I’m a girl, a woman, a female

My mother used to say I was perfect how I am 

But the world has taught me otherwise because I’m not a male 

My father told me never to trust a man 

And it’s all because I’m a girl, a woman, and a female 

But that is the way I am.