This is what a feminist looks like.
So stop looking at her/ Start seeing her/ Start listening to her/ She’s screaming and they’re screaming/ One cause but a hundred voices

She spends hours
In front of the mirror
In front of a lens
In front of herself
Getting those brows on “fleek”
Contour so strong she could
Hurt a man
Wings so sharp they could
Stab a man
No, she should wear
Sweatpants, hair tied, chillin with no makeup on
But maybe I don’t like sweats
I hope you don’t take that wrong
No, she should have
Chopped hair
White t-shirt
Voice so loud I see her scream
No, she should be covered
Her body doesn’t need to speak
Voice so strong actions so loud
No, don’t tell me what she looks like
Stop telling me what she wears
She’s here to show you
So stop looking at her
Start seeing her
Start listening to her
She’s screaming and they’re screaming
One cause but a hundred voices
Stop screaming at each other
We want the same thing
She spends hours
In front of herself
She doesn’t want to hurt a man, stab a man
I don’t know what she looks like
But I hear her, powerful and clear
Voice so strong it could only be
Hundreds in unison
The array embraced
A flood of colors and voices
The beauty of feminism
Is unparalleled