If I could be a man for a while there would be so much I could do.
Next time I was looked up and down like a piece of meat or they asked if they could touch my breasts I’d just punch them in the face, because I would be a man it would be o.k.
I’d go out and sleep with any women I wanted, who cares if they get pregnant I could just walk away, because I would be a man it would be o.k.
I would walk down dark streets and narrow alley ways or get a taxi by myself without telling people where I was, I wouldn’t get mugged or raped because I would be a man it would be o.k.
I could wear as little as I wanted and I wouldn’t be called a slut or a slag, because I would be a man in would be o.k.
By Lucy Williams