Hi, they call me slut.
For being a bystander,
for telling the world that it happened,
and for sticking to the truth.
Hi, they call me slut.
For all the people I've lost,
and all the people I've broken,
and all the words I've spoken.
For the brother who hurts too,
and the friend who cries too.
Hi, they call me slut.
Because I'm sad,
and being sad means a cruel reality,
and wounds,
and bad dreams I see as the truth.
Hi, they call me slut.
And I declare,
I'm going to be okay...
But I don't know if I believe okay anymore.

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Call Me Slut
PoetryAnd the vilest word I've become known to is slut ---- Highest rank: #398 in Poetry 52# Meaning