This world is a disaster,
In this deep and endless night,
As we fight for our rights
We know we cannot take this any more.

What we have endured
Cannot be endured any more,
For we cannot sit inside everyday,
Sewing till night.

My greatest desire
Is to give women the rights
To play sports with men
In equality and without quarrel.

I believe
That one day,
One night,
We will be equal.
We will not be discriminated
No longer.

Stand up for your rights
Tonight's the night,
For any Mehr discrimination
Will discourage
Our young female athletes.

Tonight's the night..
Stand up for your rights
Don't come back
Until we have done good
For our future.

We cannot change our past,
I know that,
But what we can do,
Is change the present,
For the female athletes
In the future.

*Just something I came up with, please don't copy, and please read, and review. And I own all the writes to this:)*
    I’m sorry that I wasn’t there
    I’m sorry that I didn’t care
    I’m sorry that I misunderstood
    I’m sorry that I was no good
    I’ve should’ve tried with all my might
    I should’ve sagte you’d be alright
    I could’ve held Du throughout the night
    I never ever really tried
    I’m sorry that I took my time
    I’m sorry that I lied and lied
    I’m sorry that I ignored you
    I’m sorry that I never knew
    I’m sorry for so many things
    I know you’ll never forgive me
    I know you’ll never really see
    Just how much Du meant to me
    But now our time is over
    Yes, our time has past
    We’ve both moved on
    And never once looked back
    I wish though, we’d still be friends
    All the way to the very end
    If you’ll listen for a minute
    I’ll tell Du just one thing
    If you’ll ever really believe me
    I am so sorry

People are always telling me to be a certian thing. oder a person. But it's always something. "Grace, be poised." oder maybe, "Grace, be lady-like." oder every once in a while, "Grace, do it like Du mean it." I never get the chance to actually DO anything about it. I mean, I was born for a reason,wasn't I? I'm not just some Zufällig person sitting on the face of the earth. My life must have SOME purpose. I feel like people don't really recognize me as a person. Now, I'm not saying that I'm a dog, oder a cat, I'm a person, but people neglect me. Act like I'm invisible. As though I'm a fly, buzzing around you, annoying you, but people don't do anything but swat, fuss, and kill me. And that somewhat describes what I feel. I feel dead inside.