chains of gender

I remember when the red lens of life was paler  
My sea of bitter  
Just a puddle in the distance  
And my raft wings  
Blinded from the things that were wrong  
By the briteness of my own eyes  
Looking only at the can and can'ts and not the whys  
Doing my part with a clear conscience  
And a pure heart  
The deck of opportunity stacked for my demise  
And those I adored to rise  
This debt I owed  
This restitution bestowed  
A diguise of greed  
And powers need  
The future to tender
There's no surrender
To the chains of gender
The crimson of my visions hue  
Grows as deep as my sea