SLUT!
No matter how many efforts I put
All they do is call me a slut!
For what I wear, if I got drunk and high or not
They judge with a brain that’s rot
How many guys I’ve been with
They make fun of me saying, the time I was virgin is a myth
Some might go as far as to blame me
When they were the one trying to take me
When I was not in my senses
I thought I could trust them so I lowered my defenses
But what they did? Blamed me for their infidelity
Because taking account for their own actions is not a part of their toxic masculinity
So they called me a slut so confidently
Making fun of my nickname
They looked so untamed
With their eyes, they undress my butt
But still I AM THE SLUT!
They call me a slut for my bold choices
And my fearless voices
I guess it is worth it
At least I can be myself if I don’t quit
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SLUT! ( Poem)
PoetryThis is a poem for every girl who was called a slut just because of her choices. P.S.- they are the ones with the problems, not you darling! So stay just the way you are because being called a slut is still better than suppressing your true self! Ju...
