My shorts are not an invitation
For your hands to roam my thighs
And my sassiness is no reason
For you to ignore my reluctant cries
My exposed skin is not shouting
"Come on; there's more to see!"
And "No!" does not actually mean
"I want you to violate me!"
My strapless top offers no excuse
For you to force me down
And my playful, friendly flirting
Does not hint to rip off my gown
Know that my clothes and attitude
Do not determine if you can touch me
And rape with not just ruin my body
It will destroy me mentally