Walk a day in her shoes,
You might feel it to.
The feeling of be small,
Or even nothing at all.
Walk a day in her shoes,
You might feel out of place.
Always working so hard,
But never win the race.
Can you imagine,
Being seen as nothing but your gender.
Can you imagine,
Being told you’ll never do better.
Could have been your mother,
Or even you wife,
What about your daughter,
would it then matter ?
