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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic

A poem of how poorly society sees girls

Submitted: July 01, 2018

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Submitted: July 01, 2018



Society sees us as fragile flowers

Even when some go through labor for hours

We deal with catcalling

We walk in heels and are rarely falling


Women are bitches

For calling out men We get stitches

Men cut us from our nutrients

Hiding us as if we are a nuisance

But we still thrive

Living the only way we know just to get by

We let ourselves be controlled

Because that's “normal,” is what we are told


We are portrayed as sticks

So men can wet their dicks

But we are stems

When we bloom we hold so much in our hands

Some of us are fat

And there's nothing wrong with that

Why men only pick the skin and bones

I don't know


We are seen as innocent

Men can want sex

But women can't want without consequence

Whether it be pregnancy Or HIV

All the blame gets put on me

We get all the hate when it takes two to mate

Like a bee needs a flower to pollinate

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