Unspoken

Still Not Asking

Candle is lit every other day
When a girl walks alone like they say
Her heart skips a beat whenever someone passes by
In those cruel days in those terrifying nights

"Its her Dress", they blame her too
"Look at that clevage, maybe she wants it too?"
Its your Mindset not her dress thats fallen short
She's still not Asking no matter what!

Its not just her body you fking assholes
Its her Soul you devour.
Pleasure for you for a minute or two
A prison for her in her ownself.

Punishment here isn't cruel enough
Even hell is an easy option
But Candle march is all they do
Just light some fire and burn them too.

Its not her dress thats fallen short,
Its your Mindset you fking twat.
She's still not Asking no matter what.