Because We Are Girls
I am a woman.
A man grabs me and calls me beautiful
I hold my baby as my husband leaves me
He leads me to his car after drugging my drink
A crowd screams at me as I walk into the abortion clinic
I cry on the bed in pain from the things that happened in the night
He forces me to wear these clothes, to please these men
The school tells me I can’t wear tank tops because it’s distracting
I look down at my plate thinking about his opinion on my weight
He tells me to dress more revealing so he’s not embarrassed of me
They won’t take my case to court because he was a minor
I am scared to leave my house in fear of men
Women can’t wear short dresses because she’s trying too hard
Women can’t dress down because she’s lazy
If you eat, you’re fat
If you don’t eat, you’re too skinny
Why do these things happen to us?
Because we are girls.
Men do not own us, never have and never will
We are girls and we are powerful
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