By wang yingyue
The thing about feminine rage is...
you don't get to be loud about it.
No, dear, keep your voice silenced,
unless you wish to see yourself beat.
Who can we blame for such rage,
with no place to let it flow?
Remember, girl, to always smile,
darling, don't let it show!
Men laugh at us for being late,
call us slow and superficial.
How can we not? we have so much to do,
After all, aren't we meant to be sacrificial?
I just want to watch the world burn.
Let my anger obliterate it all.
I'm capable of murder just as grace.
I want to scream rather than bawl.
feminine rage, wang yingyue
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