What are you looking at, these streets are mine as much as yours!
Why do I need to cover myself?
And walk with my head down..
Why are you men looking at me all the time..?
Is it the clothes I wear?
Have you never seen a woman before..?
What is it that you wish to see?
Your shameless, creepy gaze pierces through me..
How I wish I could beat you right now and pull your eyes out..
These roads are so bad,
Stones on my path,
Mud and dust in the air..,
and you stupid men stand over there and stare..!
What do you get by looking?
Do you realise how uncomfortable it makes me!
No it’s not that I am afraid,
Just ashamed. I have no hope.
This city is going down the drain..