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skylarmarnay

Sep 21, 2020

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Us girls are told to look our best

To fix our hair and be well dressed

But be careful not to show our breast

Or we will be called a slut, just like the rest

I should have worn a long sleeved shirt

Then maybe he would not have flirt

I should have been more alert

Then maybe I would not be hurt

He didn't care how old I was

He didn't even attempt to pause

I told him this was against the law

He was the same age as my grandpa

My body was judged, I felt so used

Barely knew what was happening, I was confused

Surprised my arms weren't covered in helpless bruises

He told me not to tell, I feared that I'd be even more abused

I held back the tears and the urge to accuse

I went and showered, cleaned off my misused body

Promised myself I'd never tell anybody

Went back to work, pretended he

Didn't do anything to me

He asked me questions about my sex life

As if he forgot he had a wife

I ignored all his ignorant questions and continued my work

Wondered why a nice lady married such a jerk

I asked him if he did this to his other workers, he only smirked

He's always asking me if I've been with a boy

When I'd say no, he'd express joy

I was treated as if I was a sex toy

All he ever did was pester and annoy me and make me question my worth

He made me ask myself why I was put on this Earth

I tell myself every day, no matter what not to trust

Because all these males do is lust

I must keep this undiscussed

I want to do these things out of love

Instead of being shoved and forced to his desire

When I lay in bed, being touched and raped is the nightmare I think of

The dignity and sanity I had is all he acquired

Its like nobody wants me, for me

They imagine only what they want me to be

I'm used for your own pleasure

One day I hope I can sustain leisure

What's the point in acting like I don't feel inconvenient

He acts like he's a genius, but really he's just a demon

The fact that he used me brings me to tears

He would drink his beer without a care

As I would curl up with fear

My hope and faith are needing to be repaired

The things he put me through weren't fair

He would stare, compliment my hair

And everything that I would wear

I wasn't aware that my nobility would be lost in the air

It's a joke, all I wanted was a job280Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcKmAFY1viX

But instead, my pureness was assaulted and robbed

I'm constantly being insulted, I'm exhausted

All this resulted in the fact that I'm "supported"

To let guys take advantage so I might feel "wanted"

If I want fake love, I guess I know where to go

After everything you've done to me, I hope you know

I'm insecure, paranoid, depressed and fearful because of you

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