it's not a problem, until it happens to you

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sweat pants, clammy hands

old tshirt

long nights studying, good girl

daytime pretending not to be hurt

saving the tears for when the lights are low

and no one can see

they say, "tell no one, be ashamed

they wouldn't believe you, anyway"

no, no, no, he should be ashamed

he's disgusting, dirty, twisted

don't be afraid to reveal his name

what he did to you has no excuse

they say, "you didn't say no,

so you must have wanted it"

they're wrong, don't you know?

it's not your fault, you're not to blame


short skirt, dark eyes

low cut top

dancing, grinding, kissing

but when she says stop, you stop

"you deserved it, slut

with the way you were dressed

how could you expect him to control himself?

you two were already swapping spit"

but she said no, she said no

and she wasn't asking for it


head down, eyes closed

guilty

because this shouldn't happen to a man

(guess you aren't a real man)

don't tell anyone, don't let them know

they'll look down on you

they'll kick you out, where will you go?

(they won't believe you

why didn't you fight back?

what real men have,

you obviously lack)

but it wasn't your fault

it happens to men, too

don't be afraid to tell someone

that it happened to you


you see the look in their eyes

or maybe you don't,

maybe you're blind

you don't want to reach out

because you blame them

you don't believe that they

are a victim,

but you're wrong

and they're hurting

you're letting it happen all over again

because you won't speak up, you won't reach out

and you won't stand up for them

don't you see that in ignoring the problem,

you're no better than the one who hurt them?







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