Cracked Reflection
When my vision is so blurry due to my streaming tears
of all the negative words thrown at me and my body during its formative years
When my reflection of who I am and my face value is so cracked
my self-respect and personality are easily ransackedÂ
When deep down I know, this isn’t alright
I let the Boys do what they did because at least someone liked the sightÂ
yeah that's right I went out and said it
and insecurity probably only hurts because I let it
but guess what I’m weak and I thought it was real
I only was harassed because I thought thats how love would feel
I thought they liked me for who I was
and we were playing truth or dare just because
well I guess I was wrong and it was all a lie
sometimes I just sit there and cry
I feel so broken, so shattered, so cracked
I was so ashamed I let myself be sexually attacked
I let this continue because I wanted a “Bae"
I wanted someone to love me and always to stay
I’m so sorry ladies I let you all down
All my fellow feminists should frown
I always thought I was such strong girl
but the things I let them do should make you all hurl
They tapped, prodded and poked for good fun
But I can promise you this I will nip this in the bud if I have a son.
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Comments
Never allow yourself to become responsible for succumbing to social pressures. As women we are furiously endowed with images of our bodies as material items- that we can make our bodies beautiful, erotic, or attractive through falsities. It is in the male gaze that we are supposed to feel loved, sexy or wanted. We have all been through the struggles of trying to confirm our beauty through men, and doing things we are ashamed of for social standings. Stay strong, set your bar high, beautiful woman. Because you are in fact beautiful without man- do not be ashamed for your actions
With love, keep writing x