'feminism' 'women' 'men' 'scary' 'sexual assault'
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My dear, they will tell you you are not enough and that you are too much. They will say stay in your lane
They said Body is shame So I hid every inch of it growing up Thanks to your uninvited stares that now clothes feel like a trap
The first time I grew up, I was ten years old. I was wearing a blood red dress And a wide-eyed, prepubescent smile. My mother bought me ice cream
At five years old I am pushed off my scooter by a boy with dark hair. I sit in silence as I wait for the teacher to escort me to the nurse’s office.
Fear, a word that made me feel hopeless A word that made me think my pain was endless Fear for me was in the representation of a man You never know your strength You never know your worth
It's a scary time to be man right now One woman comes against you Speaks out and bam you're in jail Do we deserve this?