Boys will be boys right

I hear the whispers

Oh, I'm not stupid

Sometimes I tune in to what I'm hearing

Other days I just wish it would stop

I did this to myself they say

It was all my fault

You didn't say no when I made you want me

They call it desperation

A Need to label you're ugly habit

You've branded me with the name

Made me worthless

I've felt low many times

In all my glory there has always been a deep sadness

For reasons I'll never know

But you didn't help it

I'll never admit that you've caused me to hurt

But you wouldn't dare say anything to the little girl clutching her pillow praying that it'll be the last time

You wouldn't understand in your safety bubble

Where evil ceases to exist

What a joke.