A woman's conscience.

The day they left their conscience,
I left my Innocence.

The day they made hurting as their forte.
 I made fighting as mine,
 I am not a social reformer or something, but the society was mine.

 If, it's all about equality,
Then, I decided to show my quality.

They called themselves man, with having a fake masculinity.
I tore them apart by showing my true femininity.

If it's not about bringing anyone down
Then why the women always have to bow down.
 
If all men are not the same
But we somewhere know that demons don't have a name.

The more I dressed vivaciously.
The more he looked maliciously.

The more she speaks, the more her character is being questioned.
If women are for pleasure then, why this society is for measure.

Neither patriarchal nor matriarchal, enough of hypocrisy. Because, it is, about the equality, then society must have the quality.