The Horrid Wolves

Revealing clothes don’t sexualize you The prying eyes that seek do Revealing clothes don’t sexualize you The hunger in their minds do Revealing clothes don’t sexualize you The wolves that flock and swarm do They lay in wait for a chance A sign that they can take and tear The wolves have nasty dirty mind and hands Minds that wander and eyes that scan They don’t care for gender or age They just want to have you in a cage A cage of greed and fear and lust A cage that sickens and rusts They want you for themselves you know They want to have full control Control of your clothes and voice and skin Control of your hair and ideas Of your body and sins The wolves want to drag you to the depth And make you as horrid and bitter as them They are horrible, cruel, terrible creatures Barely human anymore A human would have cared about the anguish they caused A human would have stopped when they pleaded and begged A human would have helped But it’s not your fault It never is It never was It never will be You’re amazing and lovely and innocent Though it may feel false All of their transgressions are just that Theirs Not yours Not mine They made the decision They heard the pleads And decided to make you bleed They decided to continue and make you feel pain and horrible and sick and never clean again They are not humans anymore They’re horrid creatures Cruel creatures Ones that revel in anguish and sorrow Ones that take what they can for their own gain Regardless of gender and age Regardless of the pleads and resulting pain Regardless of connection and the self blame The choice was the wolves to maul and attack It wasn’t a need but a savage choice They chose to cause violence and to make you feel impure And when they chose, it’s not you’re choice anymore