Judged

As a woman im seen for my body,
But feared for my mind.
Im supposed to be sweet, elegant,
And very much refined.
Before I even open my mouth,
Im judged as a person defined.
I pause for a moment,
Sit down and rewind.
Thinking back to all the men
And where this all derived.
I think of all those women,
Who sat down and were deprived.
They never spoke up,
And did horrible things just to survive.
Never got a fighting chance,
Died before they were really ever alive.