The fear that their mind is lurking with darkness that their faces don’t represent
The way their eyes linger where they shouldn’t
The sins those of the past committed
The “he’s only like that cause he likes you”
Or the “Boys will be boys”
Or the “he doesn’t deserve this…it’s her fault”
It’s her fault because “her skirt was too short, she drank too much, or she asked for it”
She never asked for it, and no one ever asked her what she wanted
When they say “I like her”, does it mean her flesh, an object without a heart, a soul
When they say “I do”, they mean “I get to ‘legally’ fuck you”
Calling me an annoying girl before I could even decide what I was
Choosing the color blue before I could even get the choice
Being told “don’t play rough with the boys…good girls don’t play in the dirt”
I’m cautious of them because their Y chromosome is Y I’m scared everyday to have a female body, and Y I’ve decided that I’m the only one who has a right to what I do with my body
