In a room of being silenced 

Being told to just sit still and be quiet

Legs crossed in a proper way

Always being told what to say

Make sure to cover up 

Never look away from your cup

Dressed in a short skirt

Boys will began to flirt

When they do

They’ll never stop harassing you

They say not all men

When I got groomed by more than ten

Listen to my pleas 

For girls who are just like me

I’ve wanted to say this for a while

But have been told to hold off, so they don’t go to trial

Because we’re just minors

Don’t take us for whiners 

Don’t treat me like an object 

I’m more than your little project 

From a girl who has been objectified her whole life

And has harmed herself with a knife 

All we want is to feel safe

So men, give us some faith