"you didn't stop him"
oh, i'm sorry
i didn't realize my 14-year-old self
should have pushed off the hands
of the 17-year-old wrestler
i guess i wanted it
after all, i'm too ugly to be loved
i should just be grateful
"he didn't mean it like that"
oh, i'm sorry
i didn't realize it was just a friendly gesture
from a senior to a freshman
that because it wasn't ****
it means his hands just slipped
even though we were in a bus
with a row between us
"it wasn't that big of a deal"
oh, i'm sorry
i didn't realize my trauma response
every time i'm touched
or i see someone even
vaguely like him
was all to something so small
i'll just tell the nightmares to stop
"you were asking for it"
oh, i'm sorry
i didn't realize the suit i was wearing
wasn't covering enough
that my professional clothes
made me look like
i went into the tournament
just hoping someone
would ruin my life forever
hey.
guess what.
that was all sarcasm.
crazy, i know.
weak excuses don't change anything.
it doesn't matter what anyone says.
it's.
still.
******
assault.