The Strong Woman
I was turned an icon of women power
For doing my own pity things.
I lived alone, paid my rent, cooked my food and drove my car.
They adored my self content and praised my confidence.
How can a woman be so independent!
They were amused.
Until one day I decided to voice for other women.
Suddenly, I was the cunt, the crone and cougar.
I was the slut wanting some attention.
Many trolled me. Some wanted to kill me, some even worse- rape me.
Agitated as reflex, I sat for a while.
Then I chose the reddest of my lipsticks and put it on.
Wore a smile and added quite a sass to it.
Little they knew strong woman comes with the whole package: to act, to react and repeat.