Help
I'm getting tired of the way these boys look at me
Always degrading
Always predatory
Always the same.
I'm growing tired of the way they treat me like food
Disposable
Am I something you just chew on and throw away?
Please
I beg you
Treat me like a human
Because the stares are growing old.
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