I tried to stand up for myself,
Silly me, thinking I had a choice.
My "knight in shining armour",
He's the one who stole my voice.
I am a rebel in my own land,
A villain for my own kind.
How rude of me to have opinions!
How evil of me to have a mind!
They say I must ease his life,
Keep his bed and stomach, full.
He doesn't have to give me help,
Marrying me was plentiful!
I tried to change their thoughts,
To make the see in me an equal.
I tried, but for them, a woman is
Just a decorative, quiet shell.
For centuries seen, but not heard,
Hailed a Goddess, just to be shunned.
Here I am, with broken perceptions,
A dreamer suddenly stunned.
A saner soul might have given up,
Waving the white flag in abandon,
But not I, no, I still keep trying,
Forever trying till my war is won.

A/N:
This one is for those people who fight everyday to voice their rights, despite what their own families say.
If it weren't for their war, we wouldn't have progressed this much from much darker days. Sure, we have a long way to go for a perfect world, but thanks to them, we are getting there.
Oppression is ingrained in us. You might think you are being fair, but you unknowingly hamper equality.
Go forth, lovelies, and let every woman know that her war is almost over.