I was wearing a low top I must admit
As I was walking home from the shop
I had countless men staring at my chest
And I don't mean a glance
I mean staring
It shouldn't matter what I wear
it's my body
And I didn't say they could look
Men don't realise how uncomfortable it makes that person feelI wouldn't be bothered that much if it had only happened this once
But it happens every time I go out
Especially when im alone
It doesn't matter what i wear
whether I wear low tops or baggy tops or hoddies
People will always stareAs I Walking some guy actually whistled at me and said, "Look at the rack on that."
Not her. THAT
Like I was an objectI was walking home and a guy popped his head out his car window
And said, "You got a nice chest there love, lemme have a feel."
I simply said I'm a minor
He said that doesn't matter
So I ran home that day, cryingIt's the fact stuff like this happens to every girl
Whether they've got a small or big chest
Tight or baggy clothes
Everyone has a similar story
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𝐸𝑥𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝐸𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑊𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑇ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑠❤︎
PoetryThese are my poems I've been writing them for a while now and most of them are sad I must admit but they're a a handful of nice and love poems in there. These poems are I guess exactly what the title says expressed emotions and written thoughts. A...