I Am Not A Prostitute
Dear man on the sidewalk,
I am not your prostitute.
I did not walk down this street
so that you could take me home.
I did not call that taxi
just to make you moan.
No meant no,
and I told you so in more ways than one.
I wish you had just listened.
Dear man at the party,
I am not your prostitute.
I did not walk outside
so you could try to score.
I did not pull away
because I wanted more.
No meant no,
and I told you so in more ways than one.
I wish you had just listened.
Dear man in my bedroom,
I am not your prostitute.
I did not invite you home
so that we would wind up here.
I was not hesitant
just out of fear.
No meant no,
and I told you so in more ways than one.
I wish you had just listened.
The poem made me so sad. It evoked a feeling of despair deep in me. Emotion.