When you saw me sitting there
Minding my business
As I stared at my laptop
Clicking the keys
Did my clothes
This hoodie and faded jeans
Seduce you
Or was it the close proximity
Of you and me
In those crowded lecture hall seat
What the hell did I do
To make you honestly think
It was okay
To touch me
What indicated that it was suitable for you
To hug me
Where was the consent
I don't remember
You asking
Me answering
Let alone answering "yes"
So why
Why did you do such a thing
Violate me
Invade my bubble
Make me feel taken advantage of
What did I do to you
I did nothing
It was you who did the deed
You who stands tall and looms over me
I who cannot fight back fore I am too small
Because of you
I am broken
I am frightened

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