I told you no
why didn't you stop?
I said it again and then my heart dropped
my mother said never go to the movie theater alone
and I prayed that when your hand was reaching down
that you were grabbing your phone
I hate being wrong
oh but this was worse
now when I look in the mirror,
all I see is a curse
so now
I don't wear tight tops,
I don't wear ripped skinny jeans,
I don't like eye contact with men,
I don't like going to the beach
Now I have scars on my legs
cuts that run deep
But I never had a chance
the climb was too steep
I only wish you would've let me say yes
before you unpeeled the layers of me
I might stand tall, but I break easily like a Dandelion in the Breeze
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Dandelions in the Breeze
Poetry"I might stand tall, but I break easily like a dandelion in the breeze"