Monday, December 31, 2012

Dear Men

When I was a little girl
I loved everything
You touched me dirty
I couldn’t understand. I couldn’t tell.
Then I grew up young and pretty
I loved dresses, lipsticks
No matter what I wore you made me feel naked
I gave up skirts and covered
You still saw it all
I stepped out for my dreams
And see what world is all about
You groped me at every chance
So I bought a car
You made fun I don’t drive well
Did you ever notice I was nervous of your gaze
Hence I got my glasses tinted
You found it intriguing and followed me
I thought so hard. 
I fought so hard.
Nothing worked.

Now I am free and I am wild

Call me a woman or child
Don’t look at my eyes. Look what they see
Don’t look at my lips. Hear what they say
Don’t touch my body till you feel my soul
Be that Man. Then you truly make me whole.
Until then, let me BE.


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