Men only want to get to know me
If they think they can get with me
They learn all that they can
In such a short time span
They tell their friends they want to bang me
While asking me what my favorite color is
They start smiling more
And they do things for you
So you owe them
They do you a favor so that in return
You will do them
I'm lucky to not have encountered
A violent man
Who thought that I really owed him
I'm lucky that they took it well enough
To not want to hurt me for saying no
Not all of us can be so lucky
And that tears me up inside
We shouldn't have be afraid
To say no
YOU ARE READING
A Fraction of My Thoughts
PoesíaI write poems sometimes and I want an outlet to share them to. I hope somebody can relate to them and feel understood when they read them. btw none of them go together, it is all just random stuff that I have written when I need to rant. Enjoy!
