Equal treatment.

Your reputation is not what you are.

Or so people say.

So why is it that

When I’m seen talking to one guy one day

And another guy another day

And another guy another day

I’m a slut?

We’re just friends

I repeat

Over and over and over again

But because I’m what…

Because I’m not as innocent as Carla?

Because I’ve been in a serious relationship and Carla hasn’t?

Because I know more than she does?

Carla can talk to John

And Thomas

And Kennedy

And Mike

All in a day.

And what is she?

Friendly.

 

Who cares what others think about you?

As long as you’re happy with yourself.

Thirsty.

Hoe.

How can one be so happy

With themselves

When others are labeling them

Things that they aren’t

When people around them are doing

The exact same thing

And yet, they don’t get any crap.

 

Or is it because I say what I want?

I express my feelings.

I ‘m blunt.

So I hurt your feelings.

So then I’m mean. So then I’m a bitch.

So because I hurt your feelings

I’m a slut, too.

Carla here, Carla’s great.

She’s nice to everyone, doesn’t say anything bad.

To your face.

So she’s friendly.

And I’m a slut.

A hoe and a slut.