To the Young Boys
Just because I’m a girl, doesn’t mean I’m weak and unheard.
I’ll break this down from ten to zero, so you can clearly wrap this around your head.
Just because I’m a girl, doesn’t mean I get to be stomped on.
Hear me,
Hear my voice and pain.
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At ten, It was the tenth month of the year and you told me you loved me.
At nine, I was on a high from your words.
At eight we were alone for the first time together.
At seven, I knew I wasn’t ready.
At six, your hands went up my shirt.
And at six, I didn’t even realize your other was trying to undo my pants.
At five, I pushed you off.
At four, I thought you would apologize.
Instead at three, you walked out.
At two, I almost ran after you.
And at one, I realized one thing.
Your actions and words never matched up.
I was so high on lust from your words,
That I didn’t realize until zero,
When the time ran out,
That I am only looked at by men to get carved into.
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Just because I’m a girl, doesn’t mean you can break into my house.
Just because I’m a girl, doesn’t mean you can hold back my voice.
Just because I’m a girl, doesn’t mean I can’t fight back.
Just because I’m a girl, doesn’t mean you can’t stand by me to help others.
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