Lines

Lines Don't know where to draw them Not to cross them or how to drop them if she's fine Then so is the line Between mutual attraction And unwanted attention Lines drawn in the sand Get washed away In waves of passion And you become hazy On whether she asked for it Lines that will fade When your faded and wasted When your judgment’s slow But your actions hastened A line if coke A couple smokes She'll never even know A mixture of failed pick up lines And sexual tension You feel inadequate Or you seek attention But you get none And you can't "get some" So you take matters into your own hands I mean why wait in line When you can go and grab it? Taking something that's not yours to take Just so you can have it She may be that hotline That every guy has called That doesn't mean she deserves To be forever scarred We all have flaws And all seek to be loved And sometimes we do things Just to feel good enough Because her values are not Decided By the length of her skirt Her worth not determined By the fit of her shirt She deserves respect And she deserves love And she should not be told To cover up We've all heard the lines She asked for it She shouldn't have wore it She deserved it On the front lines A war on women We’re all conscripted whether you're a A whore or a virgin Line of victims is long It could be anyone your sister, girlfriend or mom One, two, three, Fourth one in line Because one in four women Get assaulted in their lifetime Lines that are blurred When you’re dating Is it still considered rape If she said maybe? Walks the line But stumbles over Most rapes happen By someone who knows her Or even The lines that make up Her family tree Because many abusers Are also family We've all heard don't get raped Like it’s a decision that women make We never hear don't rape All because it takes The blame off the victim and puts it on you She must have asked for it She must have led him on She could have walked away When he forced himself upon her We make all these excuses Try to vindicate the guilty And bully the victim Into believing they’re filthy But they’re not! Whether they’re homely or hot See I’m trying to connect the dots And show that women are not objects to be sold or bought Women are beautiful creatures of God