Song for Me Too

Song for me

I still feel your hand on my thigh

Grazing up as I thought of how to say no

My hesitation wasn't a yes

It was fear that no would lead to worse

It was trauma from going from tease to prude

From slut and whore to such a bore

From you're such a hoe to why don't you sleep with guys

It took me a while but I finally realized these were just societies lies

I still hear you asking me why I'm scared

But I hear my no and you not listening even louder now

My no wasn't fear

It's just what I wanted

Instead you didn't care

Now I'm left haunted

I still feel the tears that fell down the sides of my face

When we found out a rapist took the president's place

His actions somehow became justified

Because emails were what y'all cried

Then he let people in our country die

And still abortions were the problem? Why?

I still remember how you undressed me with your friends in the car

I should have never called you to the bar

But i shouldn't be so hard on myself here

Where the assaulters stay in the clear

Because their life shouldn't be ruined from one night

But somehow Amy Coney Barrett's stances on abortion are right?