My Sexist Poem. Poem by cassie wheathers

She is tied down again.
Just another victim.
In a closet space,
Where she feels the most safe.
We don’t understand
What would drive a man.
They speak of themselves and lies.
No we don’t know why...
Rape!
They cant make love!
They have no feelings!
Its alright.
Were just objectified.
She cries...I’m trying!
She’s not the pretty one.
GOD!
How dare she? ? ?
Oh now she’s no one!
She feels sick today.
He looks the other way.
She is suffering.
He cant make sympathy.
Look inside every man
Emotions all are banned.
If your hurting or scared
just know that they don’t care...
Hate!
Its all they know!
Just d*cks and stomachs!
There’s no heart!
He says “hey I’m just a guy.”
Oh?
Your crying? ? ?
You say its not fair.
So? ? ?
He’s horny.
Don’t expect him to care...

(please know that this is just a poem, it does not portray how i truely feel about men.)