I can't lie.

I can sugar coat this.

Females are overreacting. Sexism doesn't exist and feminists need to sit down, shut up, and get over themselves.

But I can't.

Because I know that's a lie.

I can't lie because I don't feel comfortable enough to walk down a dark street alone at night because I know there can be a man waiting for me, to touch my pale, innocent skin and violate me. 

I can't lie because I know that same man will tell me, no you can't get an abortion, you murderer although he murders every woman he touches.

I can't lie because I know that same man who will cat call at me as I cross the street will kill because he was hit on by a gay man a bar.

I can't lie because of all the thousands of laws restricting my body, while that same man has zero.

I can't lie because man rules our country, the household, and my body.

I can't lie because woman are sexually assulted every 2 minutes in the United States and society is still asking "What was she wearing" and conviencing the world that it's her fault.

I can't lie. But I guess you're going to blame that on me too?

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