Girl

A feminine creature

Boy

One who has masculine features

One or the other

That’s what they command

But they never quite bothered

To suit our demands

A girl who likes trucks

Is like a sitting duck

A boy who doesn’t live for the hunt

Will automatically be struck

But for what?

For being a rebel,

And not being your obedient mutt?

We will not hide in their shells

We won’t wear our bodies like cells

Cells to a prison we can’t escape

We will retaliate 

Against the tape

You try to put over our mouths

To quiet us down

Someone who you would argue a woman,

Will not suit your demands

You will not command us

HE is a true man

You can boo

But there’s nothing you can do

To break down our walls

Or else your plan will fall