This Is Where The Game Changes

Ever get that feeling where you wanna overthrow some form of corrupt power? I do.

For years, I've been pushed and prodded,
Like cattle at the market,
That pressure building up,
Like the poison under a blister,

You see, the smallest thing could spark it,
An intense rage that would send me,
Up to the gates of some institution,
Where you'd never have to see me again,

But I refrain from such monstrosity,
For a lady must keep her modesty,
And I must hold back such bitterness,
For it could land me in much discomfort,
At the hands of my watchers,

Is it me, or does any girl,
Who dare show a smidgen of spite,
Get sent packing and left to rot, 
Alone in the dark at night?

I know I'm not the only one,
Who doesn't care for the rules,

But now, I've had enough,

This is where the game changes,
And I will lie, waiting, watching,
For anyone who has the audacity,
(Or should I say, stupidity)
To set me alight.

Reviews

[MomzillaNC]

Yes, it's still a man's world. Can't live with 'em, can't let 'em live alone! But, you can control 'em; just aim your b***s at them and their trouser moron will follow you anywhere! :D

[olla]

chuckling here... it is hard to be an independent woman in a man's world.. and make no mistake.. it is still a man's world.. god love 'em..