A Letter To My Cat-Caller

Dear Cat-Caller,

I’m not your baby

I’m not your doll

Don’t you dare look at me

Don’t look at me at all

I’m not your slut

I’m not your prize

So keep your mouth shut

Don’t talk about my thighs

You’re a pervert

I’m still a child

Stop looking up my skirt

Don’t give me that smile

I dress for me

I don’t dress for you

If only people could see

You’re the reason why we need #MeToo

Sincerely,

Isabella