Behind every great woman
Is a struggle
It's a struggle to discover who she really is
When hers is already defined by society
My society is like a room with falling bricks left for women to re -build while the men who broke it are at rest
It's like a tin of garbage filled with the freedom of women, and all these rights we ought to hold
Flashed in the trenches abandoned on the streets, you find,
Young ladies , with beauty they...