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Nemesis likes to play fair,
and I respect her for that.
if I stab out your eye,
you're welcome to stab out mine.

and when we chat about "equality,"
we sometimes work around the word,
taking quiet bites to miss the rotten spots.
no one understands until
they taste the grainy blackness
rubbing on the roof of their mouth.

no one understands
unless it happens to them.

so, when she speaks her mind,
she's a bitch,
and nobody loves a bitch.
the truth is,
nobody loves when their punching bag
learns to punch back;
suddenly the game isn't fun anymore.

and we're reduced to that one word,
"bitch,"
reduced to
that feminist with the words
men roll their eyes to.

now we've truly sunk,
getting on their level,
clawing like cats,
drawing blood
but not raising wages,
not preventing rape,
not fixing anything.

they are children
with their palms pressed over their ears.
they want me to be robotic, a fleshy
sex-doll for them to fuck
who has tits and no brain,

and I've screamed myself hoarse
but all I've learned
is that no one is listening.

I will not be that woman,
I cannot be that woman.
now, I'll tell you one last time...

if I stab out your eye,
you're welcome to stab out mine:
twin bloody holes, we're wounded,
we're blind.

Description
Nemesis likes to play fair,
and I respect her for that.
if I stab out your eye,
you're welcome to stab out mine.

and when we chat about "equality,"
we sometimes work around the word,
taking quiet bites to miss the rotten spots.
no one understands until
they taste the grainy blackness
rubbing on the roof of their mouth.

no one understands
unless it happens to them.

so, when she speaks her mind,
she's a bitch,
and nobody loves a bitch.
the truth is,
nobody loves when their punching bag
learns to punch back;
suddenly the game isn't fun anymore.

and we're reduced to that one word,
"bitch,"
reduced to
that feminist with the words
men roll their eyes to.

now we've truly sunk,
getting on their level,
clawing like cats,
drawing blood
but not raising wages,
not preventing rape,
not fixing anything.

they are children
with their palms pressed over their ears.
they want me to be robotic, a fleshy
sex-doll for them to fuck
who has tits and no brain,

and I've screamed myself hoarse
but all I've learned
is that no one is listening.

I will not be that woman,
I cannot be that woman.
now, I'll tell you one last time...

if I stab out your eye,
you're welcome to stab out mine:
twin bloody holes, we're wounded,
we're blind.