Why can't I walk the streets at night and feel safe. Why can't I wear revealing clothes without getting ***** looks or being called over confident. Why can't I wear a lot of makeup without people calling me fake. Why can't I walk alone without getting whistled at. Why can't I even be comfortable in public even when I'm with my family. I can't even leave my house without being afraid someone will follow me or stare at me in a way that makes me uncomfortable. Why

What if bodies weren't sexualized
What if creeps did not exist
What if kids were raised equally
What if race didn't determine your worth
What if racism did not exist
What if people could walk around naked
What if girls could show their *****
What if women were payed the same as men
What if people did not go as a certain gender
What if people did not judge your appearance
What if being feminine and masculine did not exist
What if people were treated equally
What if

I didn't know you were depressed
really honestly look into my eyes
does this look like happiness to you
its funny how a smile can hide everything
its fake I don't really mean it
I just didn't want anyone to know            
that I am hurting,dying,suffering and that I can't take it anymore
honestly everybody feels that way once in a while
but some always feel that way and they can't stop it
it's controlling and dark
it makes you feel sad and lost
but then at some moments it makes you feel comfortable
like it's your only friend
part of you wants it gone and wants to get better
then there's another part that wants to hold on
that enjoys the pain
that misses it
their tricked,scared,and lonely
they feel that it is their only friend
the only one that cares
the only one that wont leave
and so they stay