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sbutler
sbutler
31/F/Massachusetts
The world still doesn't care about girls. We still tell them to shout fire. We still tell them that they will be called a liar. We say your shoulders are distracting And we tell you that you're overreacting That your learning is less important than his. Why don't we tell our boys that girls are not objects to play with That this isn't something you'll get away with And have it be true The world still doesn't care about girls They said I was confused, that I misunderstood Is this what it means to enter adulthood? It means we're punished for being open? Or having to pretend we were just joking? I wasn't a child, I was eighteen years old. Now I carry it, it comes back around, like the flu or a cold When it's someone you know Someone you should be able to trust, where do you even go? We live in a world where men think being accused Is the same as being sexually abused. Where if a woman says something, she's just lighting a fuse. But I'm starting a fire because I'm sick of living in hues of gray. I don't want to sit back and pretend I didn't lose something And then I turn on the tv and feel sick if I watch the news I see we live in a society where we teach girls to protect themselves We tell them to make sure he rapes a different girl, not you. One in three women they say, make sure it's not you. The world still doesn't care about girls And when we speak up, we're told he won't be punished. So why bother saying anything at all? We're told we won't be believed. Well not today, not for me. I'm tired of somedays, and maybe they'll see. We live in a world where girls clothes are regulated To make sure it's the boys who are educated. We tell our girls their cases won't be advocated That boys will be boys, and their comfort is overrated. You're still to blame because you don't want To be treated the way you treat women And then you don't want to be the villain Catcalling us on the streets But what if it was your daughter, your mother, your niece? Defending yourself, saying we can't take a compliment And we have no choice but silence when you're dominant. The world still doesn't care about girls You walk down the street without a care But we worry we'll be trapped in some nightmare Make sure it isn't you. The world still doesnt care about girls She'll always be more drunk, showing more skin, be more alone And when you say nothing, you don't even realize you condone it When you say she was drunk, it was her fault, And you're saying it wasn't really an assault I won't be silenced, Not in the face of this violence Not when a boy can **** a girl and get three months Where they can sit back and call us ****** and ***** Not when he can 'grab em by the pussy' But if I say something, they'll just shoot me down or call me pushy. I'm tired of meaning nothing I'm tired of them thinking touching Without permission is their given right And how dare we try to fight The world still doesn't care about girls My words demands to be spoken, And I refuse to be broken.
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Nov 6, 2024
Nov 6, 2024 at 1:52 PM UTC
The World Still Doesn't Care About Girls
The world still doesn't care about girls. We still tell them to shout fire. We still tell them that they will be called a liar. We say your shoulders are distracting And we tell you that you're overreacting That your learning is less important than his. Why don't we tell our boys that girls are not objects to play with That this isn't something you'll get away with And have it be true The world still doesn't care about girls They said I was confused, that I misunderstood Is this what it means to enter adulthood? It means we're punished for being open? Or having to pretend we were just joking? I wasn't a child, I was eighteen years old. Now I carry it, it comes back around, like the flu or a cold When it's someone you know Someone you should be able to trust, where do you even go? We live in a world where men think being accused Is the same as being sexually abused. Where if a woman says something, she's just lighting a fuse. But I'm starting a fire because I'm sick of living in hues of gray. I don't want to sit back and pretend I didn't lose something And then I turn on the tv and feel sick if I watch the news I see we live in a society where we teach girls to protect themselves We tell them to make sure he rapes a different girl, not you. One in three women they say, make sure it's not you. The world still doesn't care about girls And when we speak up, we're told he won't be punished. So why bother saying anything at all? We're told we won't be believed. Well not today, not for me. I'm tired of somedays, and maybe they'll see. We live in a world where girls clothes are regulated To make sure it's the boys who are educated. We tell our girls their cases won't be advocated That boys will be boys, and their comfort is overrated. You're still to blame because you don't want To be treated the way you treat women And then you don't want to be the villain Catcalling us on the streets But what if it was your daughter, your mother, your niece? Defending yourself, saying we can't take a compliment And we have no choice but silence when you're dominant. The world still doesn't care about girls You walk down the street without a care But we worry we'll be trapped in some nightmare Make sure it isn't you. The world still doesnt care about girls She'll always be more drunk, showing more skin, be more alone And when you say nothing, you don't even realize you condone it When you say she was drunk, it was her fault, And you're saying it wasn't really an assault I won't be silenced, Not in the face of this violence Not when a boy can **** a girl and get three months Where they can sit back and call us ****** and ***** Not when he can 'grab em by the pussy' But if I say something, they'll just shoot me down or call me pushy. I'm tired of meaning nothing I'm tired of them thinking touching Without permission is their given right And how dare we try to fight The world still doesn't care about girls My words demands to be spoken, And I refuse to be broken.
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I’ve never let anyone in At least not all of the way The door is open, but only part of the way They can step inside but The most important door is locked On those nights when everything is dark When I know I’m mediocre at best When there’s a flood of tears And I can’t give a reason to them When I yell in my head Asking God why he gave me this Why he made me so **** breakable I don’t mind the broken bones The scars make us who we are It’s the ones inside I can’t stand The ones behind the door that’s locked Even the things I thought I was good at Mediocre is the word of the day But it’s only at night These demons come crawling in When the world seems to shrink and expand infinitely And I can’t see the end But feel the edges creeping closer When I can’t breathe for fear of poison But it’s already there, in my head In that room I keep away from everyone The poison is a part of me And I just wait for it to **** me But maybe it will just stay there I’m too mediocre for it to care Whether I live or die
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Aug 25, 2020
Aug 25, 2020 at 12:28 PM UTC
Pain
Today Came and went And Came and went And Came and went And Came and went And Came and went And Came and went And Came and went And Came and went And Came and went And Came and went And Came and went And Came and went And went
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Jul 13, 2020
Jul 13, 2020 at 11:18 AM UTC
2020
Why should you care who I love? It's not like it's the only thing I'm made of. It's not even any of your business unless I make it so My life is not some game show. God forbid we even use our rainbows You get up in arms and claim we're taking YOUR rights And claim we're shoving it in your faces when we dare to fight I should be able to be proud of who I am I'm just another human, ******* You don't need straight pride, That's every day, worldwide We are persecuted, murdered, beat up, every day For being who we are, for just being gay But we stand up, because God loves us And Jesus said love each other, so what is there even to discuss? Thank you to those who support us. Love is love THAT is what I'm made of.
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Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 11:41 AM UTC
Love is Love
Take a deep breath Don’t let life make you broken In and out Sometimes the words don’t need to be spoken You gotta focus on you Don’t let anyone bring you down Grab a latte, buy some Uggs Wear your own **** crown Sometimes sadness will drag you under But just keep walking, keep your head up Lightning always comes with thunder You’re the light, you have a spark Don’t let them forget you Whatever it takes, wherever you go Don’t let yourself neglect you.
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Apr 11, 2019
Apr 11, 2019 at 11:12 AM UTC
What I've learned from yoga
Quarter of a century down Still trapped in the same old world A world of part time jobs and no benefits Of living with our parents And hearing about millennial privilege. The privilege of working our ***** off And having nothing to show for it The privilege of not going to the doctor Because we can't afford to get sick The privilege of hearing how we're killing industries Because we've found better ways to spend our time The privilege of knowing one in 3 of us has been molested in our lifetime And knowing most of them don't believe us. The privilege of participation awards But knowing the difference between winning and dying Because we can't afford basic medications The privileges of being 25.
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Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 10:41 AM UTC
Privileges of Being 25
In the land of andere In the world of endless meander The heir has long been foretold Carrying the power of the queens of old A demon shall ally with an angel Two shall become one in danger One of four will be chosen The daughter of the one who was stolen With an iron sword she shall swing Peace or chaos she may bring For a thousand years was fought To their knees they all shall be brought The last of the andere has foreseen The unfathered shall one day be queen
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Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 11:10 AM UTC
Bloodline
A picture's worth a thousand words But who said you know what those words were? From black and white to color From the love of your life to some other Who are you to say what I meant? I'm not here for you to torment Anymore.
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Nov 10, 2018
Nov 10, 2018 at 9:23 PM UTC
Anymore
I don't speak Yiddish But how can you not love a word like Chutzpah? I already know MY audacity will never diminish Whether it's a roller coaster or telling someone I love them There's nothing to lose when your body is already condemned.
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 9:41 AM UTC
Chutzpah
I'm slowly destroying my own self. This disease is eating me alive While I watch from behind my eyes. Each day I try and pretend That I'm not angry Or scared out of my mind. I'm a brain trapped in a broken body With no way out And no way to fix what's broken. All I can do is hope to stop the disease In its tracks And hope I don't get worse. But there is no getting better.
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Nov 5, 2018
Nov 5, 2018 at 9:20 AM UTC
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