It is not enough
that men gaze at me
with lust and proclaim
my worth which
I've already been told.
When he wishes me
to be his girlfriend
or pray that he'd find
the same, it flatters
but to no effect.
For none of those
who had the courage
to look had the will
to invite as if I'd bite,
as if I'd turn 'em down.
Great write, Melanie... it's nice to hear things from a lady's perspective. Well done! ! Brian
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I need to be in a time where they comprehend my complications. Streets are cornered with emos, ghosts, gays and metros. What's a girl to do? care, Sus.