Sexism Is Real: Wrestling Is Not Lyrics - Closet Monster

I could never say exactly what its like 

to feel the hurt that we create 

I'm male, 

I'm white, 

I'm privileged, 

I'm everything that I've learned to disassociate. 

But I've seen how you treat her 

and I've heard her talk about how it feels 

be prey inside a class society. 

Implied-second rate citizen, 

condemned by her beauty (or lack there of) 

to be alienated and judged at sight. 

Patriarchy's running rampant in our streets. 

A woman is not a coomodity 

to be utilized by you. 

I've seen your eyes and words 

invade her person and strip her bare of the 

qualities that make a person real. 

Her terars told me that she's not a thing. 

It's a matter of respect. 

Her tears showed me that inequality is real 

and not cliche rhetoric.