Dose It Give You Consent? Poem by Efrat Rose

I felt pretty, a second ago

Where did that feeling go?

You dont have to say it, i know for real

Im so ugly, dont make it big deal

You can call me a cow,

I dont realy careI

pretend that im fine

But i dont want you to share

Keep loughing at me, saying this things

Keep hurting like that

Id still say nothing

I cant respond

You will keep making fun

Next time ill just run

Im not enjoying,

If im loughing,   so what?

Dose it mean i dont get hurt,

Down to my heart?

Dose it give you consent

Turn on a green light?

now i just wonna go,

I need to hide.