Screw the World
Screw this world for screwing me over
Because the moment I learned to walk, it lifted my skirt and took away my purity with a touch of a twisted fate
It became a cursed spot and an attraction for perverted fingers
They crawled up my legs when no one was looking and whispered that I shouldn’t be afraid
But the world knew how destroyed I was,
Because no four year old should have her flower touched or her undeveloped breasts fondled
And a child between the ages of four and six should not have to touch a man’s junk or put her mouth on it because she’s told it’s good for her
And she shouldn’t feel the hard lump in a man’s pants grinding against her dress
And she shouldn’t have to feel molested when she’s held in someone's arms
And when she’s between the ages of six and nine, she shouldn’t have to have it happen to her again and again and again by other men
And when she’s between the ages of nine and twelve, she shouldn’t have to see her mother get called a b*tch and slapped and beat on a daily basis
And her routine before bedtime shouldn’t be to check for the silhouette by her bed that liked to feel around the preteen bush inside her developing areas
And she shouldn’t have to hide inside a closet and sleep only a couple hours a night while telling herself death would be so much better
She shouldn’t have been bullied throughout all those years and she damn well shouldn’t have cut her wrist and thighs or tried killing herself
The world stuck it hard and dry up my rear end and pulled it out expecting me to stand up straight when it told me to get good grades and live a profound life
It told me that if my rank and gpa went down, my options of colleges and scholarships would grow increasingly smaller
But is ceased to tell me that throughout its little screw fest, I’d be acquiring the world’s STD’s of depression, anxiety, post traumatic stress disorder, and A-D-H-F*cking-D
Screw this world for making me dumb and numb from all the years of trauma and screw it for letting it affect my future
Because it failed to tell our demanding society that I am not okay with what it’s done to me