I just walked out the house. What do you mean "Come here!"? I didn't put this on to impress you, just so we're both clear. I don't have to talk to you and I don't want to smile. Your cat calls are annoying and stop the yelling from a mile. I can still hear your whispers and psst from afar. I wish I didn't have to go through this anymore. I know you've heard this 1000 times before. My name isn't baby, sweetheart, or boo. Seriously, no more. I pick up the pace and you quickly follow behind. I swear I just walked out the house. Am I losing my mind? This has got to be a dream better yet a nightmare. You're telling me it doesn't even matter what I wear. Everyone can hear you, but my cries fall on deaf ears. You are about to confirm my worst of fears. In the end, no one will help me. After all, it was my fault. Had I not left home today, I wouldn't have been caught.