Election Day, in Washington's time,
It was simple and reliable.
Now, some centuries later,
Women's rights are in danger.
Yet,
A criminal is up to the poll,
A woman running against.
The choice was somehow obvious.
The Criminal won.
Oh, how America is failing me, a woman, that is too young to know the rights she never had.
Posted in response to the challenge Post-Election.
We were birds of a feather, and we stuck together
But how come it had to end?
We talked every day, revealed more of us
But two were always at war
Eventually, the war was lost, and won
The gang broke up,
Is Mercury in Retrograde
Or is it true
How you and me
Are never true
I feel one of us is always holding back
And the other, is punching back.
I never know anymore
I never know what is true
I grew up hating school
Feeling self-conscious because I was "un-cool"
Just because I got pulled out of the room
This feeling, however, never went away
Through school and friends, it has always been that way
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