Why Be So Quick To Judge?

Why be so quick to judge?

Life goes too fast to be perfect;

Yes, I hear you tell me,

"I don't care, I want this place spotless,"

Do I deserve to be a victim of your brutality?

Yes, yes;

You are right,

I make a mess,

But so do you,

I just accept you as a human,

I don't base your cleanliness on your masculinity,

So why base mine on my feminity?

"You're not going out with your friend,"

You tell me as I recoil in horror at

the dominant tone in your voice;

"Why?" I ask,

"Because you're a woman; you can't protect yourself," you say,

But,

She is a woman too,

Though, does it matter whether my friends are male or female?

What matters is I trust them;

Why shouldn't I go out with them, just because you don't like them?

You don't get to decide who my friends are;

"Oh but I do," you reply,

"You are mine;"

You Come in from work and demand,

"Get tea on the table,"

Without a second thought that I'm tired because I've been busy too,

"Do I look like your slave?" I ask;

You see,

I am supposed to be your girlfriend,

Not your lap-dog;

It makes for an unhealthy relationship when one psychologically abuses,

And tries to dominate the other, just because she is not a man,

So here I ask again;

Why be so quick to judge?

Can't you love me unconditionally,

You reply,

"Because you are a woman,"

And my final words are,

"It's over,"

On that note, I shut the door and leave

In silence.