Shut up; it's not the first time, and it will never be the last.
I get used to being hurt.
The words dropped on my walls like hard rain.
I endured quietly; it was my only strength.
Within my home, females showed lips less.
Silence, tears, and blue skin, bloody noses.
Don't be surprised; we are powerful women.
We retained the entertainment for our men.
The sky failed to appear in our world.
Our thirst for freedom waited in his chains.