E(no)ugh is E(no)ugh

I've grown up scared of how men might harm me

I've seen protection turn into precaution, with me being blamed for his cruel deed

My body is my temple but they are praying to have it

Just like a lion does for a rabbit

My top’s too deep, my skirt too short because I’m responsible for their distraction

My legs are shaved, hair is perfectly made, not for me but for their attention

I go out looking beautiful, but I guess that’s a shame

Because they stare at me like I'm a piece of meat, I'm their property they claim

I shut up when he speaks but he interrupts me gladly

My silence is then used as a tool to shame me

When I stand up for what I believe in I’m not taken seriously

When I'm good at the job I do I’m not paid equally

My dreams are often set aside because being a wife should be my biggest goal

For I'm not enough alone, a man is what makes me whole

I do twice the work, only to see the credit being given to him rather than me

Like I am a mirror only there to reflect someone else's beauty

I am done

I am done being told to act like a woman

Done with being told to speak politely, to wear the appropriate clothes

I am done making room for a man

A man who took credit for my hard work, a man who shamed me for my clothes, a man who failed to understand the meaning of no

I am done being told that my morals are in the clothes I wear

Done with having my care be mistaken for a way in

I am done not being acknowledged for my talents

Done having to prove myself in a world that doesn't understand my enormity

I am done being careful of my every action because nobody holds him accountable

Done being told the insignificance my voice holds, whether it's a yes or a no

But I am not yet done fighting, because all I want is for my daughter to not grow up scared of the men around her.