Tell me somehow , I earned it.
Tell me how my dress was asking for it -
Please explain how that Sunday it was okay for the church
Yet this Friday night it was way too "slutty".
Explain me how my eyes don't deserve to cry -
But also tell me , how it was their radiance
That drew him from the shades.
You can tell my smile not to return -
But explain how it betrayed me,
Made this villain justify that I was a friend.
Go on, tell my thighs to "get over it" -
Explain how these bruises are beautiful reminders
Of how much I "wanted" it.
Go tell my voice it is answerable -
Explain why not being able to scream is consent,
Ask how easily it left me when I much needed it.
Please tell my body it shouldn't have gotten so weak -
How not being able to handle that drink
Made this justified, made me an easy game.
But please, most importantly ,look at my eyes -
Learn how he destroyed me
And then tell me I was "asking for it".