Scared to love and trust, Had your heart in the dust. Men only loved your bust, And your ass cause it's lush. All of your hopes were crushed, By men who mad you blush. Used to men spitting game, Used to them feeling no shame... No wonder why you're an introvert, From every time you've been hurt. Heart brutally kicked in the dirt, Emotions hidden behind your shirt. The next man is curved at first, Because the actions of the last guy. You've become insecure and shy, Often asking yourself why. Most women don't compare, That's why the hate and glare. All the men see you and stare, So you hate that life isn't fair. You didn't ask to be so pretty, Most men only want your kitty. They don't ever go fifty/fifty. You just want to feel special, You think all men are the devil. Been disrespected on another level, Yet you still shine like a bezzle.
I thought somebody put this poem somewhere on here already? Or am I just feeling deja vu? Either way, yeah I like the poem.
Something I often see in these threads tends to be sexual-related things? I haven’t looked at every one, but I’ve seen it in those I have read. I like that you kept those topics but made them sweeter
It is cool that you were able sort of write someone else's story here by understanding their perspective on their own experiences! It is also well written.