You probably don’t have to worry when you walk out your door
Will you be judged? Will you get comments?
Will you get stares? Will you feel helpless?
Will you be followed? You've got to walk in pairs
Don’t we have anything else to offer? You only see the surface
Your unwanted opinion is worthless, but not harmless
Our looks, our bodies, are none of your fucking business
We don’t exist for you to appraise, not a compliment, no fucking thanks